GodWhen I was alone, and had nothingI asked for a friend to help me bear the painNo one came, except GodWhen I needed a breath to rise, from my sleepNo one could help me.. except GodWhen all I saw was sadness, and I needed answersNo one heard me, except GodSo when I'm asked.. who I give my unconditional love toI look for no other name, except God.
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Alan Jackson
Sadness is silent, it is yours. It is coming because you are alone. It is giving you a chance to go deeper into your aloneness. Rather than jumping from one shallow happiness to another shallow happiness and wasting your life, it is better to use sadness as a means for meditation. Witness it. It is a friend! It opens the door of your eternal aloneness.
Rajneesh
If you are the dealer, I'm out of the game
If you are the healer, it means I'm broken and lame
If thine is the glory then mine must be the shame
You want it darker
We kill the flame Magnified, sanctified, be thy holy name
Vilified, crucified, in the human frame
A million candles burning for the help that never came
You want it darkerHineni, hineni
I'm ready, my Lord.
Leonard Cohen
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Rachel Lambert Mellon
I have this disease late at night sometimes, involving alcohol and the telephone. I get drunk, and I drive my wife away with a breath like mustard gas and roses. And then, speaking gravely and elegantly into the telephone, I ask the telephone operators to connect me with this friend or that one, from whom I have not heard in years.
Kurt Vonnegut
