When
you realise you were brain washed it might be the first time you really had
free thought and be a free being.
There
maybe nothing to relate too but once over the strangeness of being empty, there
is a place.
One
is not hairy, scary, unkempt, unwashed drop out, off ‘worlder’, weirdo,
gibbering, slobbering and wild impulsive madman just acting on wild impulsive
bursts of unleashed lust and destruction, but one finds a compassion, a gentle
soft yet strangely strong mind that is free of emotional turmoil and crazy
‘ghetto blaster radio’ noisy intrusive thoughts and urges that can tear one
apart.
One
becomes a human being and not a robotic auto-man carrying on historic repeats,
a reincarnated mind set that is set free and lovingly placed in the world as a harmonious,
harmless being, not to be mistaken for a weak being sitting on the fence but a
champion for peace and compassion.
SHACK
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