Yesterday, as I was editing the previous post, I went there - to that place.  You know the place I go - the bad place.  I went, as I always do, just to have a peek.  Something different happened this time and I think God came in on this one.  This has actually happened before.  What happened was that I felt an incredible sense of repulsion about what I was doing.  So I left. I went back to editing the post but then the compulsion returned and I went back to that bad place.

I went back but could not do it.  The repulsive feeling displaced the pleasure I normally get out of such an activity. Okay God, I guess that's what I'm talking about when I am asking for you to remove the obsession.  I mean we aren't talking rocket science here!

Okay, Okayo kayo kay, I'm sorry,  I am sure there is probably more to it than I can see.  I guess when the obsession is lifted or when the pleasure I get out of it is removed - then what?  I imagine I am left with the underlying feelings which I do not want to or can not deal with.

Life carries on in the people I meet.

in everyone that's out on the street

in all the dogs and cats

in the flies and rats

in rod and rust

in the ashes and the dust