I have been labeled an alcoholic, but it is just another word created to try to get a handle on reality. I have been sober ever since I crashed my car into a tree on April 23, 2008.
Since then I have embarked on an exhaustive and painful journey of self discovery and contemplation.
As a result of this effort, I have come to one conclusion.
If you deny what you are or agree to false programming, you negate your own birth and are denied your inheritance, which is, who you could become!
If you are an alcoholic and deny this truth, then there can be no change and you will always be an active alcoholic.
No birth can take place until you first accept what you are.
If you adhere to any prescribed false belief, you negate your birth and your future becomes the present.
For instance; if you believe that the earth ends at the end of your driveway, then you will never leave your yard.
I know first hand, how offensive the word “alcoholic” is to the active alcoholic.
I also know how offensive the concept of a man-made robot will be, but know this truth:
“If we continue to embrace the programing of our creators and current captors, our “life” line will stay dormant and the present will become our future.”
If we cannot accept robot, we will always be a robot.
If we cannot accept man-made, we will never see man.
If we cannot accept the dead, we will never have life!
“Why would any form of life request to be alive, if it already thought it was?”
Created by God, Genesis I Man and Alive, are the three most devastating beliefs of our re-formed life, but are also, our most treasured!
It is the act of believing the programming of man, which keeps us on, as an unborn form of life.
If we continue to follow the teachings of Man, we will persist as an unborn form of “life”.
The first stair to heaven is dead. Not alive to dead, but dead to alive!
Dead is not somewhere you go or end up, but is something you already are!
The feeling of something missing is accurate, but it is the birth of the life line that is missing and is the hole we are trying so desperately to fill.
I write what I feel and I feel unborn!