“They say that God is everywhere, and yet we always think of Him as somewhat of a recluse.”
Source Unknown
Morning Meditation:
At some point in what I thought would be later described as a glorious drinking career (I had accepted that I would never stop drinking and that I would never let it get worse), I had to up my game by introducing other drugs to improve my skill, my cunning, my power, my control.
Once, I was so proud of being admired for being totally annihilated and yet, like a cat thrown into the air, able to land on my feet again. I was a walking miracle. I was the baffling magic man.
"How does he do it?" Everyone asked.
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