I beg to differ. The fiat dollar still enslaves me, the poor, and downtrodden. I'm getting worse and cannot walk without great pain, and all my bones are piercing with sharp stabs of pain that I have no idea where it's coming from. And I have no way to heal, and I have no means to expand beyond the claustrophobic existence I live in endless loops of this life in Mordor (Arkansas) and although the witch (Hillary) seems to be gone, her power still lingers. And I have nothing to show for the battles I've fought in except loss, a million shards of broken heart, and offerings that no one sees except a rare few...

Pain and fear destroy the beauty I have seen... ~Rick Wakeman

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I realize that offering you unsubstantiated information and vague hope of a better life isn't going to help you. I WILL pray that the Divine Physician fill you with His curatives, peace and strength. Can I ask ONE favor from you? Take five minutes each evening in perfect quietude with no distractions, petition Our Creator: Manifest your love to me, God. Then wordlessly and without any additional thoughts other than union with God, wait for a response. It may take awhile to get past yourself and your suffering but, if you keep petitioning, He WILL answer.
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#DeusCaritasEst