I am always alone yet there is always a voice to keep me active. I am ready for the afterlife. If you read this blog/book/diary, you are entering into the mind and life of a crazy mans world.
Thank you Sue for commenting here. Our minds are the blue-print of our identities. Yes I am at peace. Yes I know telepathics are at work around us, all of us. I would say there is a certain amount of peace among the telepathics but the tables can quickly turn. I am not under the mental health act nor am I on medication and I am not recieving any treatment, but however, I have been known to wander into the world of phycosis, another plain. That higher power that children dream of, that realm between sleep and awake, is always available to me. Yes, thoughts are our own and they belong in our heads, I wonder when thoughts become the spoken word. Is the line between lunacy and sanity a fine one?
I wonder are the other-world telepathics living in harmony? I’m pleased to hear your mind is in peace. Our minds are the only places we as individuals can truly call our own. Sometimes though our minds generate thoughts which aren’t true. They’re only that, just thoughts
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