Map showing flow of heroin from Colombia to the US. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Smell of vodka, pungent, a few minutes of rest he hoped, a little sleep to escape the madness the stress, she had beaten him, was slowly getting sick from it, the sweet sickly smell of half chemical half human waste. Moving his head he saw it. A half bottle of the stuff, cap off, feeling his surrounds, it felt dry, instead of the usual sticky mess. Absolute gut rot, tool of destruction, affordable to anyone, any number of cheap brands, poorly made, readily available to everyone, and they think illegal drugs are worrisome. Where was she, his only thought. Mind body soul, what is your addiction. Every human being, without question, born with a void in the heart, the third person so to speak, the creation of new love, when two becomes one, as it was supposed to be. Today, that void is being filled, it’s a vacuum situation, not with unconditional love. It sucks up whatever is about, whatever it experiences, that you can have no doubt. It’s why children are sexualized younger and younger, eventually, they’ll not be able to love at all, just exist, dead inside, and it’s the main reason for so long, we have not been able to make that connection with God Most High. Only true love connects with the divine. Those who put money at the top of our expectations, know they are destroying true love, just as the bible warned us about, over two thousand years ago. Be warned. Take delight in the fact, the God Most High has those that destroyed true love on his to do list, amen. You are never alone, it’s just that those who sell fear and worry, like to make you think your alone, that way, you become dependent. Ask anyone who has lost someone close, to explain..
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