I've been in some pretty serious car accidents, but never anything so bad that my internal organs hurt. I'm pretty good at doing this when I go down my wooden steps wherever that might be or concrete.
My question is, what's the longest it's taken your internal organs to heal since a traumatic event?
Impatient and resting a ton but...
I cannot consume as much fluid as I used to. Not even close !
My metabolism is drastically, drastically different than it used to be !
I'm not exactly the same me that I was before I departed and came back, nor is my body. This is quite an experience, but it's not that big a deal either... really. perhaps more than anything it's the deepest most incredible psychological adventure one could ever imagine, and then some !!! Quite a bit beyond imagination, meeting where I was and where I went there aren't words because they are places that are not of the human realm.
I respect and appreciate each and every one's points of view on religion and spirituality and the likes. I've read many books and if you've read this books we could discuss this books. I only know a couple of people that went where I went. If you haven't been there, you're not qualified to talk about it like you know anyting about it whatsoever.
Have you ever been dead and then woke up and heard gasps of doctors and nurses? I think I did. I'm pretty certain I did. In fact I know I did. But, who would believe me???
Do you want to know what kills???
What kills the spirit of another human being is when the ones that they love have lost trust because they don't understand illness and they think something else completely different is happening but they stay closed mouth and only build their distance and shut you out and shut you down until truly everything is blackness.
I never had faith in man, and man saved me. I knew man would most definitely fail me, but that doesn't mean that man will always fail you it just means that most often they will. I knew God would never fail me and he has not. I know his destination is far greater than the minuscule imagination I have. you can't imagine what God can imagine and you can't tell me that God doesn't exist when you can't prove to me that he does? I don't have to prove to you anything personally because I know where I have been and I know what I have witnessed and I know what I have experienced and I also have professional highly esteemed witnesses to this as well as friends.
I am in a vacuum of confusion that is far larger than the vacuum of confusion I was in before I experienced death and rebirth in the same body. I hope my body will continue to bounce back as quickly as my spirit never ever faded.
Work hard and appreciate the laughter in the music because it's quiet head, and greater than all the combined words of which you have ever read of this place, not of our realm, but definitely ahead, a destination for all... just believe ! I implore you friends.
There's some of you I will never again see in this life. I pray that you make it there. Believe.
Prayers Always
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