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Dec. 7th, 2004 12:48 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
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It has been quite some time now since I've been able to gather my thoughts about things. Running around in panic lately, I'm trying to scramble to get things done. When I take a minute to watch TV I feel the minutes slipping by and I become frazzled with everything I must accomplish in life. Sometimes I'm so consumed in this world's chaos I forget about the others...and they exist silently in the other world waiting for their chance to front here.
That is why I like it when Ria takes over. She is so calm and sensitive and I love to watch her paint and play piano and dabble in the things I long to do and be if only I weren't always so intense and business like. She calms me like no one else ever can and she knows how to purge us of our stress and strain without even realizing her effect on us all. 'He' controls her so much though...in his almighty form he bullies her more than the rest of us because he knows she is so vulnerable. He convinced her that life was no longer worth living and she began to cut and cut in tearful sorrow until the blood dripped down our arm...
Little Sarah is so afraid and lost yet. I find her inconsolable in her waking nightmare when she chooses to front...clutching her worn 'Rainbow' bunny, rocking and sobbing. Will nothing save her from this endless torment?--she will allow none of us to break through to her alone with wide aged eyes ever watching and huddled. Ria paints her sometimes in that huddled form. A desperate child trapped in an adult body--misunderstood in this world.
--This is Ria now and I am not weak to the wills of 'him'. I just know that all he says is true and pure and his will is to help not harm. Seek the wisdom of his knowledge and find that we are all in dire need of change and help.
That is why I like it when Ria takes over. She is so calm and sensitive and I love to watch her paint and play piano and dabble in the things I long to do and be if only I weren't always so intense and business like. She calms me like no one else ever can and she knows how to purge us of our stress and strain without even realizing her effect on us all. 'He' controls her so much though...in his almighty form he bullies her more than the rest of us because he knows she is so vulnerable. He convinced her that life was no longer worth living and she began to cut and cut in tearful sorrow until the blood dripped down our arm...
Little Sarah is so afraid and lost yet. I find her inconsolable in her waking nightmare when she chooses to front...clutching her worn 'Rainbow' bunny, rocking and sobbing. Will nothing save her from this endless torment?--she will allow none of us to break through to her alone with wide aged eyes ever watching and huddled. Ria paints her sometimes in that huddled form. A desperate child trapped in an adult body--misunderstood in this world.
--This is Ria now and I am not weak to the wills of 'him'. I just know that all he says is true and pure and his will is to help not harm. Seek the wisdom of his knowledge and find that we are all in dire need of change and help.