PROFITS AND LOSSES

From cheerful to a slow decline to sadness to a deep feeling of blues then the recovery plans will emerge. Fear of the worst case scenario is where we pursue the sober life to rescue us. Wanting to see the return of the person the drugs and alcohol has destroyed and tossed aside. Addictions with it’s evil grin holding us captive and knowing we are unable to escape and it’s evil followers flock around to put into action their evil plans and schemes and nothing more than a large “Gathering of killers.” Depression is a deeper shade of blue that is the lowest any human can experience. What’s next? Pleading with the evil followers called drug dealers to release you from their grip. When they have made all the money they can you will be tossed into the pile along with all the other useless drug addicted rejects. Many have been there and gone and never returned and for some it’s their home forever and the next trip they take is to the cemetery. Think about it. This could be any one of us. The only way to avoid this nightmare is to never take your first dose of addictions. By staying away from it is the drug dealers’ nightmare. Better them than you. They make plans to destroy your life to put money in their pockets and you giving them a steady flow of income. When you no longer know the difference between night and day with your eyes wide open you are no longer of use and his income has ended. The addictions party is a factory that turns quality humans into the walking dead. The friend you trusted at a party is a swindler that had plans already made to destroy you.

Every business has profits and losses but for drug dealers they make a profit and we accept the losses of life.

Drug dealers are there to rip off your money and your life.

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MENACE TO SOCIETY

More than a few drinks in a day instead of one now and then is a sign that the days of excessive drinking is fast approaching. Addictions announces that death is on it’s way to destroy us. Spending more time in clubs and bars or any private place to party is always a special occasion to drink. The more serious we are about drinking the less we are about life and ourselves. Life can be dull at times but the nonstop flow of booze into the body the party will end in disaster. Booze has been the menace to society for many decades and also for the people who live in them. The people who escape the craving and interest in booze will not live as a menace to themselves. Shame and grief and had enough will motivate any drinker with an ounce of sense to live sober. Only a fool will continue on. Not everyone will lose his reputation or spend his money foolishly to lose his property or die in a poor house. A large number of people will come to poverty and live a worthless life. This is your life now when the party ends. If they would have had low-cost sober parties they wouldn’t be in poverty now. As in all remorse drinkers show an excessive amount of emotion when they are drunk. Our religious feelings are dead when we are sober and rise again with excessive pity and tears in every binge to come.

Sobriety is the simple remedy for alcoholism.

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ICONS OF DISASTERS

Pictures of booze and drugs and dealers and bars are well known icons of disasters. Our addiction and public folly inspiring worthless wordy talk and later the gloomy silence and sulking moods and dull humor. One of the many icons of the addictions life. The public display of our private inner secrets told in groups and secrets of friends told to strangers. Why do we choose this life of disgrace? No control of our actions and we don’t seem to care. Why don’t we? What we do know is we need to start living a moral life. Not interested? Why not? The best way to control alcohol is to not drink it at all. A drink now and then turns into several for most drinkers. There are ministers who have a bad drinking problem. They should know about the moral life and the evils of excessive drinking better than the congregation and his duty to preach it to them. Stay sober and preach him the sermon. Once a free man then became a slave to addictions chained to our hardships that we chose to live. The constant formations of hardships caused by addictions in the public gathering places that serve it has been well known for this for centuries. Has been a problem then and there has been drinkers who have turned away but not enough. Why do we walk into the life of addictions knowing hardships is ahead of us. The moral life is the better way to live so why do people push it aside and pursue addictions and in the end we become worthless and discarded and forgotten.

Public places of drunkenness are the “Icons of disasters”

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ENDING THIS MADNESS

Our madness in the dark said “Our lives will be over soon” creates an intense fear and depression adding more misery to the mix. From this a frightening message is sent to us ” It will happen this night.” The chills, the shadows, the cold sweat and night air and the excessive guilt having to admit we created us. Thoughts alone could not comfort us. For now it’s the tears, the crying, and more booze to make it worse as we know it. Booze will add to our misery but the cause of our death is that we refused to live sober. Images of coffins and dead bodies will be with us asleep and awake. Walking into a store to buy a coffin for the day of our death and looking at it at home for several months then opened it. Lifting the lid a skeleton was in it which is us. Awakening from a drunken sleep opening the coffin for the first time the same skeleton was there. We lived the next few years sober then opened the coffin again this time it was empty. We drove ourselves to madness with addictions then desperate for escape the image of our own corpse came to mind. Finally admitting we are defeated then comes the question: Will you enter my confused mind to help me? We become serious about the sober life the only one that will save us. End the madness of addictions before the nightmare images become real. Have you had enough?

“End the madness before you go insane”

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