Part four…
Life continues for a struggling addict, living in the alleys of Vancouver British Columbia, Canada..
Strange advents be happening regarding my financial situation, unsure yet somehow believe that there is a greater control, now this is all good! However i fear life’s change,
won’t anybody, whom has been labeled crazy, stuck in a fantasy..
All i’ve ever really wanted is to be me, an to have a family, which would help me understand whom i am? i feeling a strong belief, that there maybe great changes, an there are those whom, fear the changes would change me within a degree, that i would lose the desire to work on the same puzzles with which i have struggle within my life’s journeys..
i would honestly admit, i would get sidetrack, simply because that’s my nature, nonetheless, believe that i could easily be refocused as easily as i’ve become sidetrack.. Probably an every great worry would that i would lose the ability to solve problems in the same way.. Funny do they really know what, it takes for me to come up with a solution, even i have no idea when the answers come.. Sometime throughout a drug induced nightmare, or in the days afterwards, running across one person, whom i’ve never ever seen, says one word, with which the answers is created.. The answer could come by a kind look, from a passing stranger…
i know my attitude is something less to desire, most time unbearable if not downright rude,
that’s me..
i would like to be the kind sweet guy, however it will take a lot of work more on my part, a willingness to change, which up the topic about those whom fear change would be so great those puzzle would take a back seat..
Possible for a brief moment, however that is whom i am, puzzles seem to be a part of mylife..
It’s the answers when they do come, which fill my heart…
Far as a city Vancouver British Columbia, Canada is where i was born, shall always be home.. ifinn the accept whom i am, would be not my choice..
It would be all up to the city, now i not say that i would please all, even fifty percent, would be a loving bonus..
Normality is what i would like, nonetheless is not possible until i give a gift, which i must be very careful on these thoughts, i may look lifetimes for the right soul, an never find them, stating i will not let go, given to me for a reason, i believe he would say follow your heart, be patient the answer will come, when least expect it..
Tis a loving dream, that’s the gift, not the power of magick…
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