I’ve had a college scholarship for years, but IDK what to study.

Perhaps I speak through flowers, because Enjoy The Silence - Depeche Mode.

Simply, we are not our words but actions!

It’s laughable to open up to a pastor, or any therapist, when they give you what they’re taught, and instructed, yet, whilst with them in that moment, their thoughts are observing you, and themselves in yourself.

That’s how they give their clients answers. Then, if it’s not the right answer, they’ll fix it, to the other reason.

It may almost drive one away from society, and deep into the head, and thus when listening to a podcast, or any audio session, and start picking up the sighs, and telekinetic connection, you learn more, thus living is playing the world game, yet grounding oneself in God, nature, and the journey that’s not guided by others.

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Yet, the answers to the world that I seek, especially spiritual, are all inside. Three in one. The rest is all written: “do this, do that.” Yet, everyone experiences life alone. Dies alone.

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Like how Christian pastors delude themselves, and congregation by seeing, and setting themselves apart from the reality that everyone has.

You know? “Why we suffer, as Christ, not of this world, as sinners.” No one is persecuting you, and you use the offerings for God’s use, and what of the rest?

There’s no pastors on here, but listening to radio, you’d think Christian radio is a place of hope.

The point. If God is both the source of good, and bad, then, how can the ones “persecuting” Christians, be more powerful over God? It doesn’t make sense.

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The one problem with being human, is communication. People don’t say things exactly how they should, and also, how we must hear it. From pastors to politicians.

The one with a mother doesn’t care, but the orphan really misses, and loves his dead mother. Life is funny.

Eat my shorts.

The first post was definitely with a contempt, but then I remembered that there are pure humans who have so much empathy.

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My nomadic high desert flowers that I’ve added to my collection, and ample sunshine in the cemetery, with a river nearby may help!

The celebration is because they will never see them again. That’s not stupid, it’s just not something I feel. When someone dies, life goes on.

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The dead are gone, and do not care, or matter. It is funny that humans celebrate theirs, with cemeteries and more. To bury themselves is exactly right.

Perhaps it has something to do with Tim Cook, I don’t follow news.

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Being a writer, I will repost nonsense, or funnily arranged words.

This user suffers from bouts of emotion, but her professional business posts, and nonsensical comments are refreshing.

Basically, there is no intent, only truth, and life flows, that is the point of social media.

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This is common sense.

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Felt vertigo, like I was gonna pass out.

This is so good, I’ve always been waiting to cross in between worlds, and feel the rush.

Money is everything, and everything is money.

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Like water, and oil, the rich and poor do not mingle, meet in the middle, or share life experiences.

Two different realities.

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