Have faith Donald, I have spoken to you, you know who I am, you are not alone. The world around you is in darkness and those shadows appear everywhere. Tomorrow will bring a new day with new light. There is much to see in a new day. The dawn light will not be obscured by shadows. My hope for you is that you will trust me. The day brings its own pain; the evening air is cooler, the waves then get larger; beyond the world’s commotion is my peace. This peace I speak of is far reaching. I will soon show you clues where the unknown extends to. I will open your eyes so that you will understand. There is much you haven’t seen, many sights to behold. This scale and reach of my ways extend far into tomorrow beyond where thought will ever comprehend. The light that arrives in a new day is a good light. I am here with you. Around you now the earth is still, the sea is calm, the wind is quiet. The day is a new one; sunlight shines on the world and its cities. Tell them they have seen signs of me for a reason.
A writer with schizophrenia writes with unusual insight on the subjects of death, God, immortality, the meaning of life, where space leads, hope, and other intriguing unknowns on his unusual blog. Donald is from Nova Scotia, Canada where he lives with the illness paranoid schizophrenia. Please spend some time researching his fascinating blog below for any unusual insights that might be discovered there through his philosophy. He is also an aspiring novelist in paperback and for kindle on Amazon.
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Talking to God in my Living Room (taking notes with my iPad and correcting words that don't sound good)
Tomorrow brings a new day with a new beginning. There will soon open a door; what you see on the other side, walking through that opening, will reveal what no eye has seen before. I am a watch maker; I have created time and when I choose to time will reverse and stand still for you. I am the origins of your imagination; all the wonder you know now comes from me; this is a precious gift I give and not without purpose. To dream and hope in the future is not to decay and die but to have your eyes opened. The road you walk on now is paved; why air fills your lungs now belongs to a mystical reason you cannot foresee.
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