Fear is not reality
Fear is worry that does not exist, but only in your mind. Such an odd coincidence, that I created this sickness with all the pointless worries of mine. If you are suffering about something that does not exist in real time, well that is insanity and for most of us that’s a short trip & a long ride. Not even realizing we have been self-prescribing pain and sadness because of untrue thoughts derived from a blackness, just madness. We always took the regimen of fear straight to the brain, a quick end to any roads led by faith with strength. We expected and incorrectly predicted tragedy making ourselves sick when in reality we were our own sickness. We were our own creator of a life of travesty. Didn’t even stop to analyze myself because fear made me think it was everyone else. So I hung up unwanted signs within myself and in large it spelled out: fear will never serve you well. So if you find it don’t allow it to stay. Just hang a sign that reads: Fear is not welcome to play. I have had to stay in many days to protect my mind from whatever lie I was too weak and let inside causing me to lose hours of daylight. Tossing at night over things that ultimately only existed in a frazzled state of mind. Fear is the unwanted weed grown from the inside, you are the gardener of all new growth. So it is your choice to let it grow or eliminate the dark-rooted seed before it multiplies. Fear does not exist in reality, but only in your mind.
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