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I recently shared a link on my Facebook Page, which I thought I would also share here on my blog, to make it easier for all of you to come back and read it again whenever you wish to. It's called Matchmaking and the Splitting of the Red Sea. I found it to be utterly fascinating and I believe it to be true.

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          Happy New Year, everybody! Today I would like to discuss with you something which I have recently shared on my Facebook Writer Page. It discusses the role that attention plays in our lives, at the level of quantum physics. As you’ll see here, like I’ve always said, there is no chasm between science and spirituality. People lack insight and perception when they see a chasm between the two. I hope that you will be able to gain some valuable insight into the condition of both our souls and our bodies, from reading what I’ve written below...


          And so in this modern day and age, it is being implemented and induced into our minds that the wanting of attention is something negative. This is purely false. Attention from another or from others, is in fact a witness to our own existence! We are made up of atoms and molecules. The existence of these atoms and molecules is in fact confirmed, by the attention given to them. Atoms in fact literally begin to move and thrive when given attention by someone/ anyone! Because the energy of the one giving attention causes life to stir in the atoms and molecules that are receiving that attention. It is the same situation with every human being. A human being needs attention to stir life and to thrive. This is not a bad thing. When a person is lacking in attention, it is only a natural bodily reaction to go and seek it in all the easier ways, since the more valuable ways have been much more difficult for that person to have! It is because of this that I believe when we see someone looking for attention in all the lowest of ways, that we should not have a spirit of contempt or disdain for such people. We should in fact attempt to give the more valuable forms of attention, thus redeeming another human being. And if we cannot do this, then we can at least give a pure look towards such a person and see their value which they do not see, and this in itself will cause a certain life to stir within their molecules. When you frown upon someone who has thrown himself or herself to the pig pens of the world, what you are in fact doing, is turning yourself into one of those pigs who are giving that person the low form of attention energy that they are looking for. And so you have turned yourself into a pig! So don't turn yourself into a pig by doing that. Lift up your vibrational energies to the highest of places by seeing the value in others which they do not themselves see!

          As you can see here, this is the whole teaching of Christ in a nutshell. Religion has made Christ into some mascot for going to church, when in fact Christ was teaching cutting-edge physics and simply telling people how things naturally work. Everything is natural, nothing is supernatural, and it is the super knowledge of all things natural that makes anything “supernatural.” This is also the reason why we should avoid engaging in acts that take advantage of people’s low states wherein they have lost all forms of the most valuable attention! Because it truly diminishes us in great ways! Not because the other person/ people is/are lower than us! But because we are in fact making ourselves lower than them by transforming ourselves into a much lower form of energy! 

          Now would be a good time to reflect upon all the times that Jesus Christ acted upon the belief that, “He who has no sin should cast the first stone.” And also to reevaluate the reasons why we are to have a standard of morality. Is it really to keep us from people who are “lesser” than ourselves? Or is Jesus actually protecting the lost sheep? Or both? There is a protection that goes both ways— for the lost sheep and for yourself! Perhaps it is just called a balance of energies and “morality” is simply a fundamental principle how to keep these energies in balance. So let me ask you, how many times have you felt like a very good “Christian” when you have looked at the fallen ways of another and raised an eyebrow? “Oh, look! That's something to look out for!” you say, instead of being like Christ and saying, “Oh, look! There is an opportunity to see the value in that person which he/she doesn’t see at the moment.”

I very recently had the joy of spending six-and-a-half hours with a beautiful thirteen-year-old girl named Grace Plumb, and her wonderful family. Grace is a TCK (Third Culture Kid), like myself, who is also multiracial, as I am. This particular experience was very new to me, as I have never before spent time in the company of someone who is a fan of my writings. I take for granted that the people who are a fan of what I do, only get to see me while I am working; they don’t get to see me as who I am when I’m not C. JoyBell C. This experience with Grace, was a new thing and I really didn’t know how to handle it, at first. I didn’t know how to handle the way she bubbled over in excitement and almost couldn’t contain herself while she talked about “just how really, really, really, really great” my “quotes” are, I didn’t know how to handle her adoring gaze... so I bowed my head and smiled, I said “thank you.”
The rest of the time at Grace’s house unfolded in light. Our time spent together was like walking with a constant ray of light that tripped over itself sometimes and bubbled over like a Roman fountain here and there... I felt enlightened. I was able to give of myself and see myself, at the same time. I think we see ourselves best during the times that we give ourselves most. Just think about it: when you give of yourself, you are putting pieces of yourself into your hands and reaching over to put that into somebody else’s hands. So you get to see those pieces of yourself inside your hands while you’re giving them away! I had quite a few in-depth discussions with Grace, on life and reality. The hardships of reality, the reasons why we are forced to become and to grow... but I want to share with you just a fraction of our discussions, which struck me the most (it struck me as I was speaking to her about it). I don’t know any better way to convey in exactness, aside from relaying the discussion in conversation mode and so I will do just that...
Me: “So, of all the quotes of mine that you’ve read, which ones are your favourites?”
Grace: “Oh my gosh, it’s so hard to say, I read so many of them, they’re all so, so great... but one of them... Last night I lost the world and gained the universe...”
Me: “Yeah... you know when I wrote that... I wrote it because it was exactly, exactly how I felt. I felt it and I just wrote it down... (Grace was looking at me with eager eyes) I just felt that the night before that day, I had lost the world but that it was okay because that next day I had gained the whole universe.”
Grace nodded her head, pupils dilated, her beautiful smile struggling to contain her excitement...
Grace: “And there’s this other one... A star falls down and into your hands, it seeps through your veins... something like that... and you have to put it back in the sky and it’s the hardest thing you’ve ever done or will ever have to do but what’s your is yours and one day it will fall from the sky, hit you in the head real hard, and you won’t have to put it back in the sky anymore, because what’s yours is yours, whether if its up in the sky or right there in your hands...”
Her eyes sparkled like magnanimous glowing things, her face an expression of hunger to know more about those words. We were sitting at their dining room table, a plate of grapes and apples between us, a large root beer bottle obstructing our view of each other, there was some BBQ on the table which the dog was sniffing at... I suddenly fell into deep thought...
Me: “You know... when I wrote that... you know there are moments in our lives, or people, or things... there are memories and times or even just days... all these things that we want to hold onto, we wish... we wish that we could make things stay the same. We wish that we could hold on, we wish that we could keep... but for some of us, like you and I— our lives are in fast-forward, we are in fast-forward and we just can’t make things stay the same, we just can’t! Other people are born in one place, grow up all their lives in that same place, go to University there, all their family and friends are there, they take for granted the fact that they don't really need to strive and hold onto anyone or anything, just because everyone and everything is always there around them! They don't really understand what it means to hold on. But you and I, we know that sometimes people will push you away, or people make decisions and those decisions change everything, or things just move so fast and they just don’t stay the same way and you’re left holding onto what you wish you could keep... but the thing is... you see, the thing is, what’s yours is yours. What’s yours is yours regardless if you have to put it back up in the sky or if you have it right there in your hands, because every moment that you have, every single thing that happens to you in a fraction of a time in your life— those become a part of you. They become a part of you because you felt them, because it built you in a way or because it made you grow in a way or because it made you feel something... and so the way I see it, is that I won’t throw any of those things away because if I do, if I throw any of those people away, or things away, I’m throwing a part of myself away, too. If I have to, I’ll put them back where they came from, I’ll put them back in the sky; but I won’t throw them into the trashcan. Can you see the difference there? (Grace nods her head, her face reddened with emotion) And you know, the funny thing is, I’ve been thinking about this for a while now, and just recently I have been wondering why people throw away other people so easily, I just don’t understand it! You can see people who say they are in love today; only to break up with each other tomorrow! Just because something didn't feel right or just because something felt off. But that’s just one example, there are so many other examples of how people throw other people away too quickly, too soon, so easily! And I wonder about it, because I don’t... I can’t, I just can’t understand it! Maybe they just don’t see things, and life, the way that I see things, and life... I see life as a collection of memories... I have this basin (I motion with my hands in a circle, forming the shape of a basin in the air in front of me) and inside this basin is a collection of all those memories, all those times I’ve lived, all those small things... and these are what fill up my basin! This is my life! And I just don’t know how other people see their lives or see what their lives are made up of, in order for them to be able to throw anyone away! Because when you walk down the street and you smile at someone— you have created a moment between the both of you and that moment has become a part of you, a part of your life. It’s there. It will forever be there— in your basin— as one of your pieces! Every moment means something. Every smile that you make, every connection between another that you make— those are all in your basin, they fill up your basin and they make moments that fill up your life and that is your life! So I want to... I really want to understand why and how people can throw other people away so fast, so easily, the moment they see something they don’t like, something that doesn’t make them feel good, they dismiss the person, they write the person off, they move on into what they think is “better” for them, and I want to understand how they can do that, because I can’t! I can’t do that! What do you think Grace? How do you think other people see life? Is it so different from how I see things? Is it so, so different?
Grace: “Maybe, I guess, they don’t feel the small things?”
Me: “Aha! I’ve got it! They go through life without taking things in with their two hands! I’ve got it, I’ve got it! This is how it’s different, look at this: We all go through life like we are walking through a toy store, with all the toys lined up on the shelves, the difference between people is how they walk through that toy store! Some of us pick up every toy we see, we hug a teddy bear, we cradle a doll, we build little castles with the building blocks... and those experiences bring us smiles, bring us joys, or other feelings, and we feel that and each of those feelings become moments for us, become parts of our lives, to us, become our own pieces! And then the other people... they walk through the toy store... but they don’t touch anything, they don’t feel anything!”
Grace: “Or maybe they pick up toys and at first it makes them smile and it makes them happy, but then they see something wrong with it, like it doesn’t have batteries or it’s the wrong colour or whatever, and so they put it back, they frown on it, they forget about it, they move on!”
Me: “Yes! Yes, that’s it! But is there really something wrong with the toys?”
Grace: “There’s not really anything wrong with the toys they put back; it’s just that the people don’t appreciate how it made them feel before they started seeing all the things that they think aren't good enough.”
Me: “The people forget how it made then smile, how it made them happy, or all the other things it made them feel, and they throw all of that away, they don’t take it into themselves, because to them it’s not everything they want.”
Grace: “Yeah, yes, that’s it.”


The Christmas lights were blinking on the outside windows, the root beer bottle still stood in between us, but in that moment I knew that Grace and I had created our own moment together, to put into our own basins, to make a part of ourselves, to make a part of our lives.

xx 

Hey wonderfuls! I really heart this video, and I hope you will too! Just to point out though, this video is dedicated to the general populace, all of whom deeply need to cultivate a lifestyle of empathy; this isn't really geared towards clairempaths (people who are born phenomenally empathic and can't do anything to stop it even if their lives depended on it.) For the rest of you, this video will be a great learning process. Short, simple but very powerful.

We are taught by the mystic Rabbis that for everything there is a parallel opposite. For example, for the beautiful thing/relationship/connection you are experiencing, there is the potential for the exact parallel opposite to exist. Now, here’s where I bring in my own insight... it is noticeable to me that those of highly intuitive natures (now, not all people are like this okay, but there are some) are able to actually perceive the potential for those parallel opposites to exist. For the developing highly intuitive one, this can be an extremely difficult journey. The unconscious is always plugged-in to those parallel potentials so for example instead of being able to fully enjoy a good thing; the developing highly intuitive will be plunging herself/himself into those opposite frequencies which cause fears and doubts. The key is to master the ability and to learn how to banish the other parallel by transforming the dark energy into light energy. We banish the potential and transform dark into light by not reacting to stimuli caused by the opposite potential and then to further that— by reacting in the exact opposite way that our doubts and fears would have us react. This requires an extraordinary amount of strength and most people will not even have to tackle this area of reality in their lifetimes. We don’t ask for it; it’s just the way some are born. There is another key to this door: to stubbornly remember that the other parallel is not real; it is only a POTENTIAL and it gains foot in our realities only if we continue to transmit its frequencies. Now, how do you know which parallel is real for you? Refer to the very point of its conception: was it negative or was it positive? The point of conception is the truth of your reality. Stay in that truth.
I hope this helps those of you who are aware that you are different. Have a good day!

C. Bells

Today I want to talk about the power of words. Obviously, I know what I’m talking about, so please glean as much as you can from what I’m about to discuss.
I believe that words create worlds. With a little more imagination, you may call them “mini-universes.” How would I be able to classify these? It’s any area of existence where life is taking place. I am convinced that when you have conversations of the deeper nature, when you make plans of the more intimate nature, when you write things to move in people’s blood, when you say things with the intention to speak to someone’s heart— you create an area of existence that begins to breathe it’s own life. You breathe life into something. It is for this very reason that you should not say things half-heartedly, that you should not utter or give intention to things if you do not possess the dedication, endurance, commitment, determination to put your blood and your soul where those intentions have gone to!
What happens when you do build a world half-heartedly and then later just say “Oh I was kidding”? This is the scary part. When you do that, you collapse a world and make it fall into itself. I believe that the laws of the outer universe are only repeated and repeated and repeated until they reach the deepest recesses of our souls and I’m saying that to illustrate, that when you abandon a world you’ve created with your words and your intentions, you have left a black hole in it’s place. You have created a blackness of density that is denser than light itself and what does that mean? That means that you leave a crater in your life, open to be filled with darkness and negativity! You who have done this, will in no way receive the last laugh.
Through our lives, we have all created black holes up until the point when we learn this knowledge, we realize this knowledge, we take this wisdom to heart and we begin to act upon it! Know that the worlds you create— you are responsible for! And walking away from those areas you have infused with life is not going to be the end of those stories! It’s never the end of those stories. You will eat of that darkness for as long as those black holes are there.
In layman’s terms, we would say: “Don’t say shit if you don’t mean it.”
What if you are the one left with a living world created alongside someone else who has walked away from it? Then what happens? Unfortunately, you receive of that negativity, as well. It creates pain, darkness, and a pain and a darkness denser than light. A black hole. But darkness can be transmuted into light and energy cannot be destroyed but it can in fact be transformed! If you can take a black hole given to you and you’re powerful enough to transform it into a thriving light? Then you are left with so much more than what you were about to have when the world was created! How do you transform darkness into light? (Hey, this is some heavy stuff, I should save this for a book!) What you do is you identify the areas of grief and blackness and then you see that those areas are meant to be transformed into a new and more powerful form of life than originally intended. That’s the first step. The next part is actually doing it. An extremely difficult process. Not meant to be understood by the masses. But it can be simplified by this prescription: You transform darkness into light by doing the exact opposite of what was done to you, by creating your own new worlds with all dedication, determination, endurance, commitment to these! You say what you mean and you mean what you say. It is extremely difficult to do this, because during this process you will battle with an extraordinarily huge amount of fear and doubt, given that you were the “benefactor” of other people’s failures and errors, thus you have been left with these areas of pain and darkness. It’s not a process for the weak; but it is attainable and can be done. So you must, with the best of your intention, put your blood and your soul into the words that you utter, from that moment on! You must yourself become the total opposite of what you have been left with and in doing this successfully, you will have gained the power to transform those areas of dense nothingness into areas of thriving light.
This is why my writings are different. This is why my words are different. Because I come from this area of knowledge and I know that everything I say, everything I pen, is penned with blood and soul. I create living, thriving worlds. And I am dedicated to everything that I say, everything that I write. In my personal life, the only time I will walk away from a created world, is if I have been pushed and pushed and pushed innumerable times and the nature of the creation has already become altered by evil intentions coming from the other party, hence, leaving me in a dangerous place to be in. Only then will I walk.
Why am I writing this now? Why am I giving this knowledge away freely? Aren’t I stupid to do so? Well, setting aside the fact that I probably am being stupid, I do think that in writing this, I am doing my own transformations from darkness into light, so in the end, I’m not really being stupid (YEY! Just realized this on-the-spot!) You see, when knowledge like this is disseminated to the masses, you are giving a huge amount of power to the generation of your children, the next generation. And we all love our children. (Well. I KNOW I love my son!) What better way to love our children than by changing the world for them? All the worlds. For them.

People are creators. But I doubt that many realize this. We are not meant to go out into the world and find flawless things, we are not meant to sit down and have flawless things fall into our laps. But we are creators. We can create a beautiful thing out of what we have. The problem with idealistic people is that they see themselves as receivers instead of creators, they end up hunting for the flaw in everything in order to measure it up to their ideals. Now, when you see yourself as a creator, you can look at a chunk of marble and see the angel within it. Then you carve until you have set that angel free.

It’s creators that the world needs. Idealists are takers. Creators are demi-gods.
The above is something I recently said. One of my major inspirations in life is Michelangelo, who once said: “I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free.” Before my visit to Italy, I didn’t know terribly much about Michelangelo. But after standing in the magnificent presence of Michelangelo’s David, and walking in his footsteps in Florence (literal footsteps in the Medici territory) I realized that he is the person who most inspires me.
Today I’d like to discuss my recent writing.
We, unfortunately, are living in an era when idealism is encouraged. But let me ask you... if everyone in the world expects to receive all the most beautiful and most perfect things, then who is supposed to be making these beautiful and perfect things? If everyone is an idealist; then where are the creators? Who’s chiseling at the chunks of marble? Because people today aren’t being taught to chisel chunks of marble, rather, people are being encouraged to find the marble angels. It is good to look for marble angels; but it is better to be Michelangelo! And if there are no Michelangelos, there are no marble angels! What has happened to all of the demi-gods?
In a slightly related post on my Writer Page Timeline, by a reader named Preston, he asked me about these words of mine:
The only way that we can live, is if we grow. The only way that we can grow is if we change. The only way that we can change is if we learn. The only way we can learn is if we are exposed. And the only way that we can become exposed is if we throw ourselves out into the open. Do it. Throw yourself.


He said that he is so wrapped-up in daily fears that it has become like an outer shell/ crust around him, and he asked how he can apply my words above to everyday life in a practical way, to which I responded: “The bigger your fears, the bigger your potential bravery. The bigger your fears, the bigger your potential courage. Courage isn’t measured by how much fear we don’t have; but courage is measured by how much fear we overcome. If you have no fears, this doesn’t mean you are brave. So you have to see yourself, fears and all (like a chunk of marble) and then you have to see the potential for courage (like the angel within the marble.) The way that you can “throw yourself out into the open” on a daily basis, is by going beyond your ideals, by going beyond your own opinions and judgments, by going beyond what you already understand, to step into the territory of what you don’t understand yet. And from there, you will become exposed, you will learn, you will change, you will grow, you will live.”
Michelangelo, by the way, was not someone who saw himself as entitled to beautiful and perfect things. That’s not why he carved angels out of marble. In fact, Michelangelo was more like a slave to the Medici family. Commissioned to live here, commissioned to live there— one could say that he was forced to see the angels in the marble. One could say it was his only possible way to see beauty. Now look at what he made, look at what he did! And if he had never lived? We would have never been able to bear witness to some of the most beautiful and magnificent creations in the history of mankind.
  

Hello Wonderfuls!
I thought I’d fill you all in on why I’ve been away. As most of you will have noticed by now, I’ve been away for some time and while gone, I have thought about what I ought to say upon my return.
First and foremost, let me just say, that in my many years of having this career as a writer, I have never been away for this long. Longest I’ve ever been away in the past was for two days. This time though, I was on the brink of total burnout. There are a lot of people on my Writer Page and I receive hundreds and hundreds of emails filled with life stories and the pouring out of hearts. When I’m on my page, I feel everything going on with all the people there. When I read emails from people, I feel their pain, happiness, sorrow, fear... I get lost inside the inner worlds of so many other individuals. And that is quite unfortunate on my part. Just for the record, my writings are not therapeutic for me. I know that many writers say they write in order to heal themselves and so on and so forth; but when I write, I am not putting myself through therapy. My writing isn’t a healing process for me. I’m not one of those writers. Nevertheless, my writings have become, for so very many— exactly that! Therapy. I have actual cases of people coming out of rehab thanks to the things that I have written! This always surprises me because the things that I write are simply my soul-stuff. We all have soul-stuff. I’m just different in that my soul-matter, evidently, happens to be made of ambrosia and honey? And apparently that’s something that the world needs? It also surprises me because I never began a career in writing with the intention of transforming lives! It just began to happen all on its own! It took on a life of its own!
Let me add to this by saying that, such has been the nature of my life, thus far. For some reason invisible to the naked eye, it seems like people are under the persuasion that I am responsible for being all the things that they can’t be, for their benefit. I can trace this back to my parents, relatives and everyone, really! I have had to put myself aside in order to accommodate the hearts of others. Of course, in the end they grow into something beautiful while I am left with all of their old wounds and without even a simple acknowledgment of my presence. As if my presence that I gave them in their lives was something they were entitled to have, as if I was a disposable commodity. I too often lost myself in the process of helping others find themselves and it is that exact feeling which I was beginning to have, all over again, with regards to my connections with the world, through what I do as an author.
I needed to step back and ask myself what I was doing. I was getting so caught up in everyone else, that I was beginning to lose sight of my core self. And that is always a “no, no.” Something negative starts happening inside you when you begin to breathe for everyone else and forget to breathe for yourself! Something wrong starts taking place when you begin to feel like all the things you learn and every single experience that you have is for the benefit of others and not yourself. You take on a lifestyle of breathing for other people, of experiencing and feeling and learning for other people rather than for yourself. I can imagine that many others would condone this or even praise this; but this just isn’t my path. I don’t believe in breathing and feeling for others. I believe I was born for myself. And then for a very few others who have played or who will play a big role in my life, my journey. I think that when you begin breathing for the rest of the world— your lungs are going to stop functioning all too soon. You lose your vision, your senses... they become others’ vision and others’ senses... others’ breathing patterns instead of your own! You can throw pieces of yourself out there so much and so often, that you begin to lose those pieces and forget what they look like. It becomes frightening.
I have been able to truly breathe for myself and enjoy myself while away. I’ve been listening to music and reading my work (because, believe it or not, I write so much that I fail to ever step back and actually read what it is that I write!) And I have been laughing harder than I have laughed in a long time. And I always laugh really hard, but while away, I have laughed like a wild, wild thing over the smallest details of life (which is just the way that I was born— seriously, as an infant I fell off of things like high chairs and tables from laughing so hard, then I would land on the floor still laughing so hard, it amazed my parents how I didn’t break my bones or break my head open or something) and it’s been good to “get back to me.” I’ve been playing with kids until my legs have gotten covered in dust and dragonfly wings (!), I’ve been having quiet times of solitude and contemplation out in nature, I’ve been spending a whole lot more time with great, great, great friends and I have been rediscovering the beauty of the glazed doughnut. Oh, and going to Holiday cocktail parties.
It’s good to be back (both back to me and back to my career). But I am back this time in a new way. I am hereafter, going to keep breathing for myself. It’s a joy to hear from you and to write to all of you. Thank you for your continued loyalty.


A viaxe continúa!


C. Bells

Today I want to discuss profanity in literature. The proverbial "bad word" that you come across in literature from writers like Bukowski, Hemingway, etc.

I was once confronted, a long time ago, for using profanity in a number of my writings. Just a very few number of my writings. The reader said: "Everything about you used to burst out into beauty until you said the "F" word and now you're just not beautiful anymore." Aside from that remark being very condescending and hurtful, it also came from a shallow place literature-wise. 
First of all, I'd like to say that I can count on my fingers the number of times that profanity has been used in any of my work. Secondly, I'd like to point out that profanity makes me laugh out loud. Like for real. "Bad words" make me laugh, and it always "lightens the atmosphere" for me. In any occasion, profanity has the power to make me laugh out loud. I really don't know why. Maybe it's just my perspective? I choose to giggle at words that offend others, maybe because they are just words and it's funny how others find the words offensive when they are not being used to harm or to assault or to attack anybody. Anything is offensive if it is used to hurt someone or to corrupt someone. Nothing should be offensive if it is not corrupting anyone or hurting someone. That's my take on the matter. We waste too much time being offended by small things, while truly offensive things are going on in the world such as poverty, famine, disease and etc.
Secondly, I'd like to point out how profanity can be so useful in the creation of literature depending on where and when it is used. The best user of profanity would have to be Charles Bukowski, in my opinion. The way he used it in his work, during his lifetime, is legend and he created epic pieces by the use of "bad words" at key places and key times in his poetry and other writings. Also, one of my favourite poems that I read before I became a writer (back when I was just a teenager) was a poem by Hemingway called "The Age Demanded." 


The Age Demanded
BY ERNEST M. HEMINGWAY
The age demanded that we singAnd cut away our tongue.
The age demanded that we flowAnd hammered in the bung.
The age demanded that we danceAnd jammed us into iron pants.
And in the end the age was handedThe sort of shit that it demanded.


And so as you can see here, that moment of "gist" in this poem is expressed immaculately and precisely, by the use of the word "shit" and somehow, it doesn't make me laugh in this poem. Rather, it makes the soul of the whole poem take root within me. If not for the use of the word "shit" here, it just wouldn't have hit home.

I chanced upon this article today, it showed up in my Facebook newsfeed after being "liked" by one of the people on my friends' list. I must say, I feel compelled to share it here on my blog, as I don't think I've read any article so incredibly accurate, before! I have found myself nodding the whole way through it. Please enjoy the read and glean whatever information you can. Empathic people are natural targets for sociopaths— protect yourself.