Author: seven.7diamonds

All drinkers convince themselves that drinking is a good life. We live the life we created. We only have ourselves to blame what happens to us during our sober hours. While drinking we have all the answers. During our recovery time we cry in our lap. Pretending to be strong and taking it like a man. Be honest and tell your friends how weak you really are. Tired of the weakness and failures and all the lies we always told. To cover up the strange feeling that it creates in us we need to drink. Like it’s a curtain or veil to hide our immaturity from the world. Drinking tells stories about us. We can run to the shelter and comforts of booze but we can never hide the truth within. The day will arrive that we will convince ourselves we no longer want this silly pretend living. If this creates bitterness within us it is a good thing. With this feeling being carried around inside us why go out and drink and create more? End the bitterness. Create a sober life.

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If you are not willing to learn. Refusing and not ready to take life serious. All drinkers are guilty of this. Me included. The illusion of drinking is a fascinating career. I used to think so. No one can help you. In our present drunken situation no one can help us. Not even ourselves. We need to be willing to change to see a difference in ourselves. If you decide to learn, no one can stop you. I decided to quit drinking and I had the energy to make it work. More than anything I wanted a sober life. No matter how much I had to struggle I never wanted to return to alcohol consumption. Nothing stopped me. Offers of drinks I always refused. Because I still remember the previous drinking episodes. I wanted to learn how to stay sober. I did. Replace all the bar scenes and focus on a future. Something to learn well enough to get a job in it. Already have a job? Then study sobriety and make a career of it. People will forget what you said and did. But not the way you made them feel. Not true at all. Forgive yourself. Others will follow. Being sober is not possible for you? It is possible. All you have to do is decide to want to. Learning better will follow after.

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We search for persons to have short visits. Staying in our private room has limits. Walking in the midst of nature creating relaxed moods. Away from the stress of life. Finding a new attitude. Strolling along the road trying to put our present miserable life behind us. We may chat with a friend or a stranger. Be it brief or sit in silence. In every encounter with nature we become relaxed. In times of stress I would stay in a special place that only I would know where it is. I would think about how good it would be to give up drinking. A private place to find an end to my miserable drinking life. An idea came to me then began my enchanted sober life. I never liked large social gatherings. I meet people in my travels. Bars is not the answer and neither is relapse. No addiction can solve any human issue. Our own understanding can be our best friend. We keep searching for a better way to solve our problems. We won’t find it in a bottle of booze. Only sobriety contains the solutions we search for.

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A minor show in addition to a main attraction. As of a circus. Drinkers have strange thoughts and an odd choice of words. Here’s an example. Nice statement not to mean anything. Seems to be the case with every drinker. Most things we say makes little sense. Running a kindergarten under false pretenses. Pretty much sums up the average drinker. All the sober people around us acting more grown up than a bar full of drinkers. A lot of truth to this statement. Can’t afford to pass it by. Guaranteed to make you cry. It’s more exciting than a one man band. A sad little show in all the land. All drinkers have been the show at least once including me. Not the person I want to be so I joined the sober crowd. Let the show begin.

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Night people hanging out. Looking at each other. Waiting for something to happen. While the day world is sleeping night people are creeping. When the day world stops moving night people start grooving. Got to see who is with you. Who is with me. Who is with who. We’re hanging out looking at each other. Got to see whatcha wearing, whatcha got, whatcha sharing.

Night people a song by Robert Palmer.

Double fun CD. 1978

This is mostly the reason we pursue the bar scene. A silly glamorized routine advertised to the drinking world. To sell drinks and keep us coming back for new changes. Worthless information we pay for in the end. Spending all our money and in time ruin our future. For what? To chase after stupid trivia we never need to have? Gathering at the park to play basketball will get us the same results. Being sober and a pocket full of money.

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The same lifeless phrase continues on that most people pay little attention to. If at all. Less energy to make changes happen. Nothing stays more constant than our old worn out excuses. Results never happen because we do not try to create them. If we want a bountiful harvest we must first plant the seed. Wanting generosity we must end the greed. To see improvements we must have the need. To stay within the sacred boundary we need loyalty to the creed. Ignoring the sacred life locked in rusted chains confined beyond the iron gate. Not large enough to move around in. The profane life is wearing thin. Only our understanding and concern for ourselves will hand us the key to unlock the chains. As long as we remain addictions free the torture of confinement will never return. Anxious to return to the chain and chamber dream home called relapse? In the end all that remains is a dark chamber filled with our own remains.

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As we all have started the long,dangerous,rugged terrain from a fantasy inspired journey. We trusted and followed at least one tour guide. Believing a safe road exists. Not all roads are in the best condition and not some experiences. Not for some returning travelers. Walking the main trail we explore off the beaten path. We all get curious. We notice other trekkers absorbing the shock of hardship so we think we can do the same. If we knew the condition of the road ahead we may not have left home. We need to discover new experiences. Some not worth finding but we believe it is. Tired of living in an unhealthy environment we think of a better place to be. We make the trek to a better terrain. Upon arrival we notice better surroundings. Inspiring us to write about nature. Some people stay here for a short time regretting having done so. Others promise to stay the rest of their lives. The opportunity is always available. Want to live forever in this enchanted land? It’s called sobriety.

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Loyalty comes to an end. Moving on to pursue better experiences. Bragging every drunk like discovering a gold mine. Probably what it would take to recover. A mine of gold. Not much interest in study and conformity? Learning how to live sober requires ethics and other subjects of common sense. Toss them aside? Had no use for them? Would you think different if you became a parent? Why wait to become one? Why not live it for yourself being single? Hard to get motivated without a purpose? Might disturb your thinking? Feel it is all for nothing? Can’t praise and honor and be proud of your own pursuits? A drunk makes us feel like a king in a castle. Support your drunken royalty. Stagger up your diamond studded stairway. Wake up in some rat and bug infested room. Your house, a jail, tool shed. Discover your decayed life. Down on your luck with no trace of pity. All the glitter of the stairway diamonds has faded away. Castle crumbled to dust, The king’s crown has been lost in the wind. Sobriety is a life of proud moments. Satisfaction. As long as we stay sober we will always be proud of the hard work that created us.

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We struggle with great pains to build a luxurious castle we call a dream home. All the expensive items in it just sit there entertaining the eye. The life of sobriety entertains us. With only one requirement. “The desire to stop drinking”. We lose interest in expensive things over time. Donate them and buy more to keep ourselves satisfied. Money is gone. Another rummage in the plans. My sobriety is a luxury I can afford. I wouldn’t trade it for all the precious stones that will fill my pockets. You will? Is this the price of a relapse? Drink to celebrate the discovery. Then the sale of the stones. In a staggering stride who will you hand the money to? More addictions? What will you say when the party is over and the last penny has been spent? Nothing precious about the life now. Morning comes and no money or precious stones for the next drunk. You feel like all the rest of the parade goers marching to out of tune music feeling sick and foolish in your own private fools parade. Is relapse precious to you now?

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Alcohol consumption is a plan by marketers to sell booze,encourage drinkers,and make it fun. With many promotions. An idea the marketers want us to follow. Laughing all the way to the bank. Giving us beliefs that life’s problems can be tossed aside with a few drinks and at times too many. Booze is only a money maker. Have a few drinks,relax and forget about the problems of the day. Problems goes away like shaking the dust off our clothing. We believe this nonsense. Wearing down our health and having fun doing it. We follow the marketers convincing ourselves that drinking is not a bad thing. Glamorizing the parties. Caught up in the lifestyle we eventually leave all our priorities behind. Why follow the marketers and increase their sales and decrease our health. Travel down a different road and drive past the bars. Someday booze will not be made. A health drink will replace it. Make it a new drink of choice.

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