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When I am sad…

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This is by way sharing my (our) friend Wendy’s post: https://picnicwithants.com/2020/01/28/why-am-i-so-sad/

[ As it seems to happen to me often, either there is ‘no’ reblog button on blogs, or it does not load on mine. Hence once again, c and v. ]

First of all, to me Wendy is a Very Courageous person. Evinced by the things she shares.

Given that, as I have entitled mine, When I am sad, here’s what I do.

As background, please understand that I had, as Indians quaintly put it, gone half mad (perhaps more than half). Consider:

I had taken the step of Resigning from my Priesthood, – to which I have come back, – and am Yet NOT accepted by my community.

Living the life of a Diocesan priest, have had the experience of what North Indians call: The Walls coming to bite me (दीवार काटने को दौड़ते हैं).

I am of the opinion that the Western Medicine/Doctors, or the doctors of today, Blame it (All) on Rio. There I go again (intentionally), on lightening things up! 🙂

Okay, they blame it on the Bodily Chemistry. ‘She said, “It’s not what’s on the outside that’s bothering you, it’s your brain chemistry that’s out of balance.”’ This is a direct quote from Wendy’s post.

So it becomes medicines, medicines, and more medicines.

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What I do:

I spend a little time on considering What Food, Activity or Lack thereof might have brought out this situ, and try to correct it.

AND I COME OUT OF MYSELF.

 

NO questions of WHY is this happening to me, etc, etc.

I – MAKE – my – Mind – DWELL – On:

Thoughts and Memories

That Help me and Lift me Up.

I have a whole collection of graphics, many of them based on the Bible, which I use as Desktops and Screensavers.

Sure, writing the things that You see, filled with Mourning, my life, You would accept, is not an easy one. And the Body reacts by producing its Chemicals. But Chronic or of the Instant, the Chemicals have a Reason for being there.

But Different Thoughts Produce Different Chemicals!

It has helped me. …Over to You! 🙂 …All the Best.

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Conscience Catches up

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Ill heath my foot.

Conscience Catches up. “Your Sin will find you out,” as it says in the Bible, in Numbers 32:23.

Only, even Conscience cannot work on Rhino skins (while asking pardons from the Real Rhinos, of course). MOst politicos, joodges and poleese have developed this Rhino skin.

https://www.ndtv.com/andhra-pradesh-news/retired-andhra-judge-wife-commit-suicide-by-jumping-in-front-of-train-1927664

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The Most Cherished @ #CBF2016

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An Astonishing Sharing from a Friend in Our Blogging world! His Idea of Killing oneself with a Book is to be Emulated.

Thank You, Peter, for sharing all this with Us. I admire Your Courage indeed. Makes an Excellent Example.

Am also Very glad You bought that Book. And the Idea of ‘Killing oneself with a Book by reading it’ is simply Marvellous! More People should do that.

Incidentally, I too have given away my collection of books at least 3 times in my life, and I regret that! Can’t even buy them back! 🙂

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Demogorgon's Fiction

This year, my dearest treasure is an anthology of stories, poems, essays, and the making of poems.

Its story is one that I am both ashamed and thrilled to tell. Before I chose it for this post, I searched thoroughly for a replacement. But there was none.

Sometime in February 2011, I felt low. Too low. The lowest I have ever felt. So I thought I could buy some pills.

In the morning, I went around town buying them from different shops till I had 280 of them. Then I bought 500ml of water and made my way to Ngong Hills, into the forests and bushes there. I wanted to just lie down and forget the world for good.

But before I could do that, I, somehow, remembered my books and a fierce sense of jealousy gripped me. I said, “Who’s going to have those books?” I couldn’t remember one…

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