Go away. I'm just working out some ideas.

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A bit of darkness, if leading to some hope.  If you can't handle the difficult, you won't be able to entertain the chance at more.  You have been warned.

Just stray thoughts, bubbling through lately, without direction, solace, or even incrimination.  Mostly.  It is time to let them loose, fly where they may, strike as they will.

At one time, without a way, this was the only way.  Many now, a great many, seem to know only this.  It shows up in churches, schools, medicine, and politics.  Suicide at the social level.

Some with more hope for some, willing to sacrifice themselves.  But without cause or purity, a wasted effort.  The horror exists.  It simply doesn't have to exist.  It is a choice.

I came to know more, and more beyond.  With perhaps my own place.

And have faith in more beyond even so.  Ask and you shall receive.  I received.

I see it everywhere these days.  It is a choice.  Unless other choices are made it will remain.  Some idiot once posed that insanity is doing the same thing, over and over, expecting different or better results.  If it isn't working, do something else.  Or, as my most senior of brothers has said, go and sin no more.  Barring that, find Him.  He is here.  You simply have to find Him and bring Him.