If you realize it or not we are all addicts. Not only slightly addicted, but addicted to the point of total insanity.

"Addicted to what?" I hear you ask.

We are addicted to unconsciously listening to a voice that is constantly babbling in our mind.

A voice that directs our actions, thoughts, feelings, emotions and decisions. A voice which is torturing us and talk to us on a life of self-abuse. Every moment of our lives.

It's like we are all sitting in a horror movie.

All are using virtual reality headset invisible and we are all listening and reacting to everything we hear, completely unconscious that most of the time. The vision is shortsighted, so that only straight ahead view is visible.

As the handset sends a verbal message sensory and a knife in our body is our best and got us into our own depths. Then, with the blinkered view, the head moves around to see who has stabbed us. There must be someone to blame, can not be our fault. Never do that to ourselves.

A face and guilt is given to that question.

We stuck the knife again, as if we cause pain to another, but the knife is introduced in our own bowels. This time is a conscious impulse, but the kicks in the unconscious as the inch knife as he is just another aspect of ourselves, and it is really the same, all the fault is immediately reflected back to us in personal pain and suffering.

We look pleased with ourselves and push the knife again, apparently oblivious to self-inflicted nightmare that is represented. As if we're ready or something.

There is blood everywhere. It's ugly, ugly, ugly, but we have no idea what we are doing to ourselves.

We meet someone who is free from the handset. Wells of compassion for us and we suggest that the terrible virtual reality helmet off.

They are able to show us how to easily take this headset appalling. His desire is to help, and with ease for a moment we take the pain and see the folly of our actions. We also see the beauty of life in all its glory and simplicity.

In the next moment, as addicts need a solution, the handset is taken from a backup. The knife is in his hand and thrust in our own bowels continues.

One of them is now blamed for the pain and withdrawal symptoms.

There's pranks and life goes on and on self-inflicted hell that is "everyday" normal ". There is always an excuse to put the headset again and again to get another hit of this drug.

To begin with drugs of the mind feels chatting as if it relieves pain. Promises of glory, happiness and love. It is only after a lifetime of non-compliance in our deathbed, we see the lie and at that point and I regret remorse flood in.

What a waste life. This drug has sucked the marrow of our lives and left us troubled and in agony, with a smile on the top for all to see.

Are you going to let get away with it? You want to pretend that all is well?

This mind drug talk is ruining our lives and we are so intoxicated as not even seem to realize. There are moments when the light of truth shines through shining hope on the horizon, then the headphones are back in the narrow-mindedness, trying to fill the void and numb the pain they are causing, once more.

Like any addict, it's not until you "really" wants to leave we will do what it takes to actually quit.

We can know and understand the whole theory of how our choice and our creation of an eternity, but the actual movements can only be done when all sides of us has a definite and final commitment, YES to stop.

Half assed it, will never work.

Half assed self, never get through the hard times without a hit of the drug to help carry it out.

Half ass in the air, yes, we will return to the top again and again until the large, deep YES core is finally chosen.

Seem to have much pain to inspire you DO great that the commitment to fight until the end and be free of drugs.

In truth, the pain is not necessary, but the drug has mind talking to us under its spell.

The headset tells you "is very difficult if not impossible, especially for me, "The end is far away" and "maybe tomorrow will be too soon to start" or "No know what you're talking, there's nothing wrong with me. "

Please take off the headphones and quit. It is a lie.

You can. Now.

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