In the world, the people I belong to, the ones that I, truly, identify with are the broken people.
I am broken.
There was one day, that I became sick and tired of it, that I threw away all the broken things. I threw away the broken chair, and everything broken.
Nobody would listen to me.
Hearing is different from listening.
Listening with love is what broken people need.
When I was a young boy. I was robbed of my sanity.
Then, it became downhill from then on.
You may know Kurt Cobain, Robin Williams and many others.
I know how they felt like to have a broken spirit.
Yes, they were successful. They had a family, a rewarding career.
However, it is an illness.
Some want to live more after being diagnosed with Cancer or something else.
With my people, we had it so bad that we just want to stop the anguish and the pain and the suffering.
How do you fix a broken spirit?
It is a jungle out there. There are wolves in sheep's clothing. Vultures are waiting for your death.
Nonetheless, I believe in life after death.
Last night, I said to myself, I want my dignity back. My older brother told me that if you are crazy, then you would not be able to write coherently and logically.
It was a spiritual warfare. A battle of the spirits.
I just commemorated the day when my late older brother, Monsignor Bob, told me that he will have a lot of guests that will visit and pray to Our Lady of Lourdes, with Saint Bernadette, at our own Grotto.
I remember him asking me to lead the praying of the New Holy Rosary.
And again, I was shy, so, I said, "No".
Last night, I prayed the New Holy Rosary, with the moon and the stars above and the lights of my other brother priest Father Pablo. I just imagined that Monsignor Bob was beside me like that fateful day when his parishioners visited our home.
Nobody saw me. Our fence is high and the neighbours respect each other's privacy.
I don't want you to get sick because:
People will take advantage of you more.
People will play with your mind.
People will abuse you.
People will laugh at you.
In the final analysis, people will see you as a prey and there are, definitely, predators.
I survived.
You can too!
Pray...
You are with God.
Read...
You will be enlightened.
Ask for help from the right people:
A medical specialist.
The red flags that you should watch out for are when you cannot sleep for at least three succeeding nights and you feel total exhaustion. These may be caused by too much stress that the canopy has been destroyed and you are in a precarious situation.
It is a medical emergency!
In my case I was not able to sleep for three weeks.
I was exhausted. It was too late for me. Now, I have a bleak future.
But, it is not too late for you.
Prevention is best than prolonging, more so, ignoring the symptoms of the illness.
The medicines are very expensive.
I don't want you to lose money for something that you could avoid.
Awareness is low.
People would be more aware of who won the recent NBA Championship Game or the World Cup or Politics or the recent Blockbusters.
Media is partly to blame. You will be surprised the kindness that people have in a facility. We speak with our souls. Because we became bare of necessities that we just think about the advent of our release that's why I love the color green because in The Catholic Religion it symbolizes Hope. The Advent Wreath is a focal point before Christmas Day.
We have crossed the threshold of Hope. And, we moved forward towards the way of Faith in God, as He is the Way, the Truth, and the Life.
With those information, keep them and you may be able to use them for a friend, a family member or even to a stranger.
And, miracles do happen.
I am still inspired.......
May God be always with you!
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