Posted by Lou Pilder on March 7, 2002, at 18:44:17
In reply to The 5th Gate ----continued, posted by Lou Pilder on March 7, 2002, at 11:22:26
Friends;
As I awoke the next day I was in torment.I was in psychotic depression. I was in Cincinnati, Ohio. I looked out my window and saw the city. There was no Paradise. There was no garden. There were no angels. There were no Riders on white horses. The city was a city of gloom. It was all a dream. I realised that now I had no hope to get out of this depression. My landlady knocked on the door. I was too depressed to get out of bed. I wanted to go back to the Road but it was an illusion. The landlady again knocked and said, "Come to the door and pay me for this letter that I accepted for you while you were gone. It is seventy-five cents. I couldn't go to the door. The depression was too great. I could only think of going back to the Road but it was not real. I cried out,"MY GOD MY GOD WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME?" The landlady kept knocking. I had to go to the door and give her her money. I gave her my change and she left and then turned to me and said, " Is this your pearl, Lou?"
Lou
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