Words have served the past, the present, words will serve the future. Not just mine, everyone’s words. The service of words to humanity is service of voice to the spirits. Everyone’s spirits.

Words are fruits, words serve fruits. Words go everywhere where words are received, where words are not welcomed, words do not go. So to say, those blind to their value. It is however, those know their value, that keep the words, benefit from it.

Word press is like Christianity’s own platform, it’s a free press, vocal, express, active, and free of engine optimizations. That’s the beauty of it. Meaningful and meaningless fed to the internet, truth and false served to the world, but what we know is that we must serve.

In Words, I Serve

In words I serve, I say I deserve,
This service of words I observe,
Words I know which never swerve,
Words that sometimes push my nerve.

How words have traveled? Words have flown before, driven us forward , words have crawled forward when words have fallen, but words have always moved our world. Words do make our world.

Demonstration of voices in the head

Why do writer’s like writing? Words are like writer’s collections, and writers are collectors of words. Going after all sorts of words, precious words, rare words, sincere words, bare words… (the sequence could go on so, wait.., clear words, phew! now,) what is important is you say your own not their words. (A hater in my head just clapped Ironically.)

Write humor, but that’s reserved for down time. This is up time. (besides, these bracket serve us as our private box, put all the shit you want in it, never counts right, cause it’s in the [box] brackets). The serious and funny are two parts of a writer, that can’t be taken apart. (just contained in these stupid brackets.)

Talk serious shit, but serving means full service (cause you gotta see the inner me ya’ll, the juices in my stomach and my bladder. All this time dammit, I didn’t thought writing humor.) Search every corner of your thoughts and brain. Christianity is a swinging door my words have to get through, but there’s a always a lot in the building (Idiotic human buildings).

I’ve followed the devil that always wants to negate your thoughts (be thankful bitch I’ve improve your life’s philosophy) says that it improves me (which is apparent… isn’t it? Damn your bloody denial!!) but it is really the excess baggage (at least I’m a traveling bag not douche bag).

Access of everything is bad (bluff outside the brackets) what is it that can possibly not let you think straight (yeah I’m Jason Stathom, and my Revolver is on your head). It is all the thoughts that you must make peace with (look who’s thinking about cuddles now) and… alright, Jason no more brackets for you (I’ll enjoy my last bracket and leave you with your hell).

Objections live in everyone’s conscious, don’t be discouraged by them, I deal with mental health problem all the time, there are so many people out there who need mental support. The curious case of Benjamin Button taught me, if you learn a benefit, leave a bite for others, it always helps someone.

Cure To Wellness

Everyone’s a hero, everyone’s normal. Society is centuries behind, civilized people are just a couple like-minded people content living the same level of depression. When it comes to anxiety, I do not see above, I see below me, not the people with more depression, but autistic kids and people at final stage of dementia. I dive to their level, see their world and rise up to the surface. For me, it is an act of faith, God will ask me, did you even know these people, I can say, I have lived among them too.

To relate to everyone is not part of my faith, curiosity takes me to unknowns above and below. I can live a normal life at the cost of my research, my brain is my lab. There’s a world to explore outside it, but it seems, the time now, requires my dedication to something, so I choose faith.

If you are suffering from mental health problems, find a lone corner, it is very possible your circumstances and/or society you live in is a huge source of your imbalance. People alone are always in the company of God, so pray to the giver of faith, you will find your calm.

Life is adjustments and compromises and there are levels. I know the levels I fight, you should know the levels you struggle with. I’ve been told you are crazy, people were later to notice, my ghost told me first. Your mental health is only a problem in your life if you’ll make a huge deal out of it, so never make it an issue that you can’t solve.

Forces of God never take advantage of your weakness, only the forces of the devil prey on your soft spots. And it’s God’s doing that he turns our weaknesses into our power. So never let go, your life’s a fight, wanting to live should always be a reason big enough to inspire you to go on, if you’ll look closely, you’ll find so many reasons than you can ask.

Talking mental health is not preaching Christianity… but Christianity is everything that’s wanting to help. Words and actions balance life, when there’s no room for action, let your words be your actions. Now be strong and good luck.