434 Wasted

434_Wasted

I waste time, to satisfy myself, in comparison, to other people.

People can bottle up a lot of anger, from abuse, and the desire to escape. It is a form of reality, that they cannot conform to, but by taking a recreational drug.

An office is not conducive to drugs, sex and even harmony, because you are trying to push out your best work.

Drugs tend to give you a false high, and on the come down, you need a lot more energy, which can lead to over-eating, or utter addiction, by chains of reaction.

It is individuality of release, that you feel under-appreciated, and under-appreciative, of a higher authority, when really, you are meant to add your skills, to the team.

The more potent the drug, the more you may need to rely on it, so be responsible, and expect mood changes, less effort, and a false high, even on nicotine, one of the most easily accessible drugs, and hardest to stop, until you find your descriptive, purpose, in God.

So, there we are, just waiting for the next moment of elation. To sing and win. But do not record on drugs, it tends to be recognisable, by those who are straight.

The flava of things to come, may be, no more street drugs, and a complete clean up of England, while, an underground culture is hard to defeat, and teach a better way.

So, that just leaves us with the benefits of wasting, there are none, but a headache, so, do not waste your time, everyone is equal.

To reach a natural high, by meditative nirvana, will achieve semi-conscious deep spiritual teaching. It is easy to feel sympathetic towards yourself on automata, but you must not over-sacrifice, just pick up personal knowledge, and share.

I do not feel for my hater, but go through it with them, and ask them to judge themselves for their hate, for until they find God, without dependency, then they can see the light as love.

Love AB X

Amen