Against the Thievery

An impromptu prayer.

This story is words pouring out me without much thinking. This is how I feel, and hopefully it resonates.

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My soul wants respect, and I reject all thievery.

I reject the admonishments by the unhealed to shape my life after their trauma.

I reject the neglect.

I reject the lies that I was told by the predators and by their victims.

I reject the theft of dignity.

I reject the theft of love.

I reject the theft of enjoyable human relationships.

I reject all the tricks, and I expel them completely, and all the pain they caused me.

I have no more use for that pain, I let it go without attachment.

I reject the theft of dignity.

I reject the theft of dignity.

I reject the theft of dignity.

I reject the theft of respect for my love.

I reject the theft of my free will.

I reject the theft of my freedom to live on the time that my soul knows.

I reject the hungry ghost of the mechanical clock.

I reject all the lies.

I reject all the lies.

I reject all the lies.

I…