Just for a change I’m being sincere when I tell you God is real and the Holy Bible is His book.
For the last six months or so since being released from Goodmayes psychiatric gulag I’ve been hearing voices almost constantly. At first I thought it was just the powerful drugs they forced on me there, then I came to believe it was the security services using some sort of special synthetic telepathy to recruit me but over Christmas and Boxing Day I came to know that the Lord had finally revealed himself to me and wanted me to seek absolution for a lifetime of sin including violence and the serious hurt I’d caused other people without thought and he showed me both his love and his wrath.
I prayed.
He has told me He will choose my judgement as He will all men when it is their time and He has ordered me to attend Church on a Sunday for the rest of my life and to help an elderly friend and neighbour with mobility problems attend Church himself (which he has done his whole life). I had been thinking about going anyway because he was a nice man and a friend of the family and he knew and wanted to save my soul through the Lord.
I know I must attend Church, God willing for the rest of my life and pray earnestly for my sins and in time He will reveal His purpose for you as he did me.
I’ve been told to help the NHS improve the mental Health Services as much as possible because so many fine people have had their whole lives blighted, shortened and ended through poor medical care as I have. He’s already educated me in ways to do this and I have found the correct way to get this message across and tested and proven safely and because I know so many patients locally I know that there are some fantastic observations in One Flew Over The Cuckoos Nest because they all seem like ordinary people with personalities, interests, dreams and desires like the rest of us, but from an early age they end up spending their whole lives lonely and alone, dependent, drowsy, shaky and damaged unnecessarily.
Amen
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