Gang Stalking – PostaDay 2011 – Would you rather laugh with sinners, or cry with saints?

I’ve done enough crying lately. What I need is someone to laugh with. Saints don’t do it for me. Who wants to spend his life crying? Not me. And saints are not always what they seem. Some of the meanest people in my life are people who consider themselves saintly.  Talk about phony! These people are saints in front of people, but as soon as they are  away from them, their meanness shows  up.  A lot of  gang stalkers consider themselves saints, and they’re not people who I would care to be friends with.  There are no such things as saints.

I’ll take the sinners any day. At least with the sinners you know what they are outright, unlike the saints who you find out later are not the saints they profess to be. So I’ll take the sinners. At least I’ll have some laughs before I die.

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Gang Stalking – PostaDay 2011 – If you could be part of any fictional universe, what would it be?

And why? (e.g., Star Wars, Mad Men, Hamlet, etc.)
Rules: You can visit for as long as you like.

I’d like to go back to a time in my life where I was living a normal life.  At the time I didn’t know that every day I lived a normal life was a gift.  Once it’s taken away from you, then you realize that an ordinary day is  best.

I’d like to go back to a time when my mother was alive.  I had a boyfriend who really cared for me.  I worked in a job I liked.  I had good friends and trusted them.  We hung around together and really enjoyed each other’s company.  We got together for weddings, baby showers, birthdays, went shopping together, went out to eat together.  These are the things that count in life.  The ordinary things.  When you don’t have them anymore, you realize how special these times are.

I’d like to have my  boyfriend back and show him the love I didn’t show him the first time around.  I  did show him love, but I would definitely show a lot more affection.  So if you love someone, show it.  Don’t be afraid to show affection.  Don’t have regrets.

I’d like to have my family back.  I think sometimes we take our families for granted; that they’ll always be there.  But then one day you wake up, and find they’re gone.  It takes the heart and soul out of you.

I’d like my universe to be the way it was four years ago.  When I walked the streets without fear.  When I took liberty for granted. When I took sitting in an outdoor restaurant for granted.  When I didn’t give an ordinary day a second thought.  But, of course, if this time were  given back to me, I wouldn’t take an ordinary day for granted.  I’d rejoice in its ordinariness.

So my advice to anyone who is complaining about an ordinary day, don’t take it for granted.  You never know when an ordinary day will no longer be yours.  Revel in an ordinary day.

I’d never leave.

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