The puzzle of a clean conscience.
By willowtree
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I am so sorry.Not sad but sorry.I can say that my conscience is clean, can you? I may have been bad and may be again. Yet no. Why should I? What I need is a couple of beers to wash the film away.My imagination is alone.That makes it all a bit complicated because 60 million thoughts, the imaginary are driving me from my senses day and night.I seem to plan things in my imagination.Do you,too? I suppose that is what imagination is all about. You see happiness is a part of my imagination.Not a daily experience. I do have someone to imagine I am together with because I know I am happy then.They make me feel opportunistisc and so much on top that I rather know reality from imagination.Aha- imagination is a part of the memory.yes-I do think so.
I even imagine things that are horrible and make me scared but they have nothing to do with someones I love and cherish and am friends with. I am easily scared.I used to provoke it without thinking of the consequences. I was a fool. It was a battle. It was battle against what many think is evil. I am not going to continue battling alone. it is absolutely ridiculous and may cause danger to my friends. So I stopped.I feel threatened and I have no idea why?
I am a warrior, some call female warriors/defenders Amazons.They are warriors and really I don't want to fight. I want peace. It is an achievement to curb a battle rather than trying to win it.
I wish I could stop right here and now.
I am so disillusioned, unfortunately. Not because I would like to live in an illusion. Then what does it mean?
I hate being afraid so i am going to go for a long walk. It may be the end of my life but it may very well be the beginning of a new and less frightening one. What to chose? The walk, of course.
See You.
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