When your life is overcome with overwhelming sadness and pain, all you wish is to disappear.
I have been on this plane of existence for nineteen consecutive, mundane years, according to the law of man.
I do not like the constructs of this world. I am saddened by it. I wish to throw myself against the force of Spirit, so that I may be disassembled and carried away from the realms of this plane.
I want to be wanted and I do not feel that. I want to be loved and I do not feel that. I want to be complete and I do not feel that. I speak with Spirit every waking moment, and every idle moment.
The directions in which my Higher Self have set in place for me are all but indignant to my role here on this Plane of Eternal Suffering.
I came here to awaken the souls from Home. I am being torn in the process. The early childhood of this hosting vessel was an unbearable feat. No one understands. No one is awake enough to process me. I feel as the messenger, Jesus, when he was sent from Home. How I cannot imagine the pains he went through, being so awakened amongst a flock of souls who have dimmed dormant and amnesiac!
My hosting heart and internal organs suffer at the weight from the psychological damage that ensues on the daily. No one understands this somber and excruciating pain that I endure throughout my days. I wish to return Home, but alas I am given no relieve!!
