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Bill’s feeling of hopelessness deepened and a terrifying darkness yawned in the abyss. As the last trace of self-will was crushed, Bill said to himself, with neither faith nor hope, “I’ll do anything, anything at all! If there be a God, let Him show Himself!”

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Supreme Abyss

In the voice of Su Nu, courtesan of

The Yellow Emperor of China

At night, snowfall uncovers
ghosts in the canyons.
I hear the blood-breath of foxes,
wake to the winding path
of ants too weary to climb
my bedside urn.
I count each thread of my pillow,
my mind distracted from
the shallow reef that is my bed.

 

Yet the colour of his eyes
I see in a brocade noon-flower.
My hand reaches upward
to trace his face onto
the swimming beetles of stars.
Once the night bird begins its song –
it will never end.
How notes skim melody over
the mountain pool that was once my heart.

http://redroomcompany.org/poem/michelle-leber/supreme-abyss/

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“It was not long before I discovered that withdrawing addicts lost their composure in exactly the same manner that careless millionaires lose their money: gradually, then suddenly. Andrew Davidson, The Gargoyle

“Instead of being a gift that separates us from the animals, free will has become my gaoler. Junkies are the ultimate outsider, not only are we outside of society: we are outside of nature. I spit, turn, and wander towards the beach. Heroin gave me wings but took away the sky.”
― Drew Gates, The Crooked Beat

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That familiar feeling starts sinking in
The crawling, the burning under your skin,
Your stomach churns, your skin is tight
Tis now the time for fight or flight.
Your mind plays tricks, it knows this game well
Its the price you pay during opiate hell.

Do I fight? Do I flee?
The guy on the corner will be glad to see me.
Its much to easy to go down that road
the one that shimmers and seems glittered with gold.
But today I fight, its this or my life
Too much, Too long have I hidden my vice.
Today I say No! and pray for strength,
This will take time, whatever the length.

Confessions of an Opiate Fiend

Read more: http://www.drugs-forum.com/forum/showthread.php?t=231766#ixzz2vAeNTgCJ

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When a man is wrong and won’t admit it, he always gets angry.

Haliburton

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“We are all mistaken sometimes; sometimes we do wrong things, things that have bad consequences. But it does not mean we are evil, or that we cannot be trusted ever afterward.”

― Alison Croggon

telling doesn’t help me – it helps you. As Wilde says, It is the confession, not the priest, that gives absolution…”

― John Geddes, A Familiar Rain

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“Sometimes you have to stick your finger down your throat and vomit up the disgusting insides of the self… sometimes you have to increase the nausea in order to get rid of the disgust…”
― Gail Hareven, The Confessions of Noa Weber: A Novel

It is not despair, for despair is only for those who see the end beyond all doubt. We do not.”

― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

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“If you are a member of a small group or class, I urge you to make a group covenant that includes the nine characteristics of biblical fellowship: We will share our true feelings (authenticity), forgive each other (mercy), speak the truth in love (honesty), admit our weaknesses (humility), respect our differences (courtesy), not gossip (confidentiality), and make group a priority (frequency).”

― Rick Warren, The Purpose Driven Life: What on Earth am I Here for?

Smoking kills. If you’re killed, you’ve lost a very important part of your life.

-Brooke Shields

http://www.nsma.org.au/facts/quotes.htm

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“Her laugh. The way she smoked before she gave up. Smoke trickling up her nostrils. Spokes of smoke when she spoke.”

― Craig Raine, Heartbreak