Just like the cross

Except it felt more like a beating and then a wringing out. Not sure where my wood reference is in this crucification story? One thing’s for sure about it. I get to live.

So glad I ordered that before I came here to live in this crazy planet going round and round and round. I feel like we do get dizzy. Turned around? Ask questions like, ” what’s real?”

What’s real is we are more than just blobs of flesh walking around? There’s way more going on than King James says? We got to translate these words and learn their lessons. But? King James ain’t all that’s been said.

And it’s time we all come together and stop blocking our own progress. If I can live my life with a woman who was not my own Mama? Surely? You all who’ve had yours your whole life can try?

Blows me away. All I’ve been through. And it wasn’t easy. But I did it with all that I had. Still do. With little help or contact with my own Mama? Why? Because my Mama and God sent me to do what I have done and continue to do. Which is to Love a stranger as if she is my own Mama. To forge a relationship from thin air and cause it to thrive.

I can only feed a relationship what I have to give. Which is love. The other person must keep it going. I’ve worked more than my half.

As Linda Marie’s daughter. I’ve done it all for her honor. She is my Mother before my other mother. I can not see it any other way. I was born this way.

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psychecafe

I am an Adapted, artist, Mother, a soul, a human, singer, writer, activist, minister and deprogrammer and reprogrammer of minds. And I am here because we need to change how you see it, a lot of things that is. For us Adoptees who have lived in the dark. We were cut off from our families. And that is sad people.

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