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I have gone through two strange adventures inside my head. I suppose they could be labeled schizophrenic. Both times, it had to do with perceiving that certain people were communicating with me within my mind. The difference was the 1st time at the psychiatric ward, this involved only members on the ward and the second time, it had to do with persons I never met in real life and even God. I believed I could see who was ‘influencing’ who in terms of thought control or influence and I was to break people free by the use of verses from sacred scripture. “The truth will set you free”, I suppose was a foundation for searching through what I had in my mind. As I was there for 3 months, after the 1st month, the madness began. It was hard to tell what was reality. The ‘sense of reality’ was lost because I was looking to intently at the spiritual significance of every sight and sound instead of using practical common sense. The communications from particular members also in the ward would have a profound effect on how I would feel inside. Whoever “came” into my head, I wanted to give them the verse that would draw that person closer to God. At this point, I was a babe in the church, but I had believed in Jesus long before I understood later that baptism was significant. Anyway, I was eventually heavily medicated and everything came to a halt. (well, the psychosis of “psychicness” lingered; I just suspected that the drugs blocked my mind from being able to do things I never thought possible.) I suppose I had too much drive to be used by God for some heavenly purpose so I in a sense pushed myself into this madness. maybe. I suppose also I desired to completely have done away with any evil thoughts and only be in the light of his Word. Anyway, there is too much I could think about but I will get on with my post.
Sometimes, my mind conjures up words I don’t mean to think. A strange occurance is that whenever I think of certain words like “heart” it is adjusted or echoed with an “f” making the word “fheart”. This bothers me in that whenever I think certain phrases, like my heart, or sacred heart of jesus, my brain intrudes on my line of thinking and inserts the “f” before the word. I am hardly likely to say it with the “f”, but my thoughts are interrupted not according to my will. or so it seems.
Sometimes, I feel like my heart or brain curses God or people with the use of the intruding “f” word. I don’t know what it is. I would never speak the words in my head but they are there intruding.
These days, I struggle with prayer. I remember: pray always, pray in the spirit, the prayer of a just man availeth much. Pray with my heart. I just don’t know what I am doing when I pray. I am contrite and wish to be united back to Christ through the sacraments. I suppose this is God’s actual grace moving me; I just don’t know what I am doing when I say words to God. He already knows everything I am thinking and going to say. I suppose these are prayers if they are directed towards him?
The tradition of the rosary goes far back to the 1200s, i believe. What am I doing when saying the prayers of the rosary? I read that there is a partial or plenurary? indulgence when recited alone or in a group. I suppose I am asking Our Lady to pray for us, but why ask 10 times in a row?
I don’t know. Well, I know I really need to goto bed in order to wake up in time to goto confession and maybe eucharist although I feel very unworthy. Although I suppose I am made worthy if my conscious is clear through confession.
I think there is dissonance in my head and heart. Although I have sufficient reasons to attend mass and do all the things required to love God, my heart is lacking.
I don’t think this post is very coherent. I am just possibly rambling. Good nite.
Sometimes, my mind conjures up words I don’t mean to think. A strange occurance is that whenever I think of certain words like “heart” it is adjusted or echoed with an “f” making the word “fheart”. This bothers me in that whenever I think certain phrases, like my heart, or sacred heart of jesus, my brain intrudes on my line of thinking and inserts the “f” before the word. I am hardly likely to say it with the “f”, but my thoughts are interrupted not according to my will. or so it seems.
Sometimes, I feel like my heart or brain curses God or people with the use of the intruding “f” word. I don’t know what it is. I would never speak the words in my head but they are there intruding.
These days, I struggle with prayer. I remember: pray always, pray in the spirit, the prayer of a just man availeth much. Pray with my heart. I just don’t know what I am doing when I pray. I am contrite and wish to be united back to Christ through the sacraments. I suppose this is God’s actual grace moving me; I just don’t know what I am doing when I say words to God. He already knows everything I am thinking and going to say. I suppose these are prayers if they are directed towards him?
The tradition of the rosary goes far back to the 1200s, i believe. What am I doing when saying the prayers of the rosary? I read that there is a partial or plenurary? indulgence when recited alone or in a group. I suppose I am asking Our Lady to pray for us, but why ask 10 times in a row?
I don’t know. Well, I know I really need to goto bed in order to wake up in time to goto confession and maybe eucharist although I feel very unworthy. Although I suppose I am made worthy if my conscious is clear through confession.
I think there is dissonance in my head and heart. Although I have sufficient reasons to attend mass and do all the things required to love God, my heart is lacking.
I don’t think this post is very coherent. I am just possibly rambling. Good nite.