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Religion, akin to a potent substance, in its measured doses, can cultivate tranquility, patience, tolerance, and understanding. It can instill a profound sense of inner peace, love, and harmony, resonating within the depths of one's being. Religion, much like a drug, can foster an internal state of well-being, eliciting feelings of jubilation, wonder, and awe that transcend the mundane. It has the power to inspire, motivate, and encourage, making one feel more connected, more integral to the grand mosaic of existence. Yet, when misused or consumed in excess, much like a potent drug, it can breed anger, resentment, and narrow-mindedness. It can distort the lens through which we view our fellow beings. When one becomes engulfed by the waves of religion, it can breed hatred, mistrust, and devaluation of their fellow humans. Misuse of religion, akin to substance abuse, can lead to delusional thinking. Sparking a descent into violence and cruelty. Under its

Once upon a time, in the quaint town of Evergreen, a feral kitten with a coat as wild as the forest itself wandered into the life of a kind-hearted man named Doug. He discovered her one chilly morning, her soft mews echoing through the stillness, and named her Crazy Cat in homage to her untamable spirit. Doug and Crazy Cat quickly formed an unbreakable bond. As the years passed, Doug's life blossomed – he moved from a cramped apartment to a beautiful house with a flourishing garden and married Jonnette, a gentle soul deeply connected to nature and magic through her practice of Wicca. Jonnette found solace in Crazy Cat's presence and soon noticed the extraordinary abilities the feline possessed. Jonnette adored Crazy Cat and understood that the cat had unusual abilities. Crazy Cat could come and go as she pleased, without any doors being opened for her, and she was an extraordinary hunter. Crazy Cat moved with an ethereal grace displaying a prowess that bordered on the mystical.

Standing Still Stranded on this island Floor is caving away No escape in sight Trapped You through me a rope I start to climb SNAP Back to the bottom I go Unable to get up To climb out Fresh air So far away Glimpses of light Only to go back to darkness Can’t move forward Stuck Standing Still I cannot gain traction Hopes and dreams are wasted time No action to move Stranded and Standing Still Something must change C. Matthew Sieradzki 5/20/2022 1717

Eventually love shall win from pain Sunshine is there always after rain Eventually love will win from war I've come in my life so really far Everyone have their own dark scar Everyone can shine like a bright star Eventually dreams will come true We are equally in everything we do The backpack with love I have for you So all my dreams will soon come true Because I really believe I suppose I really believe and I'm so very close The backpack with love I've get Not everything is deep inside my head I want to follow my own healing heart I hope today with that I can start Because I hope for a world that is better I pray for a world where dreams not shatter I pray for a world where people do not fight The backpack of love makes it all alright Because this love I've share with you and me The backpack of love eventually makes me free Jill

Verse 1: I'm drowning on dry land, This is the only life I've ever known Ain't no one to lend me a hand No wind to navigate me home Chorus: I need a miracle to save me From this lonely prison of depression I need a ray of light to guide me Out of this dark abyss of nothingness Verse 2: I feel my life slowly fading away, My soul is in an abyss of dismay The darkness choking me, No way out this self-made cage Chorus: I need a miracle to save me From this lonely prison of depression I need a ray of light to guide me Out of this dark abyss of no hope Bridge: But I won't give up, I won't let go There's still a spark in me, I know There's more to life than this sorrow There's a new day waiting for me tomorrow Verse 3: My eyes are heavy with sorrow, My spirit is dejected and hollow I cannot move, I'm frozen solid A prison of pain with no escape, I'm lost in this abyss Chorus: I need a miracle to save me From this lonely prison of depression I need a ray of light to guide me Out of this

The feeling of tender lips that gently touch each other And hands that softly glide over bodies Laughing and crying together Loving embraces All in memory Faded, forgotten The feeling of a tender kiss And hands that softly glide over bodies What was that again? German version: Das Gefühl von zarten Lippen, die einander sacht berühren Und Hände, die sanft über Körper streichen Gemeinsames Lachen und Weinen Liebevolle Umarmungen Alles in Erinnerungen Verblasst, Vergessen Das Gefühl von einem zarten Kuss und Händen, die über Körper streichen Wie war das noch gleich?

The harsh fluorescent lights Are a poor substitute For the tapestry of stars outside Or the dimmer lights of home. I feel a headache coming on, But I’m not free to leave. The ones who get a say See only dollar signs.

Loosely keeping an open ear Hearing the new is always as close As seeing the new become more near Time slides away The loose ear Now only hears fear Another generation of war heroes Another year of keeping the open ear It actually gets easier Stomach gets queasier Please don't talk so near I wish not to hear what my eyes have learnt to see That makes it seem double or more to me Suburbs swallowed urbanisation It wastes no time No time to both see and hear what is new or more near I'm no fool fear is the cause of fear Still I can shut my eyes easier than Plug my ears, music gets louder The song of fear is now in my music The sight of fear is now in my movies Makes it seem double or more My limbic nerve cannot sort it all out These things are too frequent - too near Again the isotope decays And years become days Now I can see for myself how to cope Walking in life on the tightrope Now my attenuation can absorb a nation Overload barred in my hindbrain My friends gossip, so much

the first to arrive, the first to leave, but what I need- is You, -whoever that shall be.