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you can just never get away from yourself. you can get away from everyone - at least for a while. you can construct solitude and politely slip into reclusiveness...and the door is shut and the lights are low and the silence hangs like winter fog.....

but soon you realize you are not alone. you hear familiar voices. you watch the mental reruns. like a child trying to outrun her shadow, often you long to be free of self.

every night, you try to let God get the last word in...to let Him speak His truth in your ear just before consciousness is unplugged....yet so many times, you tamper with His perfect message - and fall asleep mumbling your own twisted interpretations of the divine messages.

having an open mind can be dangerous - who can tell what bizarre concoction of input may rush in.
like an arranged marriage, you might as well fall in love with yourself. you might as well make a commitment to you - because outside of LSD?, there's no escaping the reality of you.

sometimes your only hope is actualized redemption, to be divinely transformed into the resemblance of Jesus - and then, perhaps, being with yourself will feel like home.

you have to view reality through the preferable peep hole....