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focus on immediate future
let's start getting this Caravan together. That's why i love the Qur'an so much, i'm not so concerned if it's the truth or not, i mean i think it is the truth, but also the way that reading it sort of breaks the everyday cycle of disappointment that i'm not getting my creative needs met, and things start happening. Islam is sort of a religion where there is a lot of desert caravans. Sometimes i read a verse like "Allah brought you out of the desert" when it's talking about Joseph , but then i think about it personally, i was in Albuquerque, and everything was falling apart and everyone wanted to buy my most precious belongings (my car, computer) for like 10% or less of what it was worth. Like my $4000 car for $400, it was like everyone was turning into human vultures and saw I was struggling, and instead of helping they were excited about what they could get out of it. It's a town of scavengers that Albuquerque, rich and poor scavengers, they're all just vultures. But Allah brought me out of the desert. 2 weeks before i left at about 8:50 AM in the morning i remember because it was 10 minutes before the library opened and i was going to use the internet. I had this strange sighting, just a little dot in the air about the size of this period (.) and it was like peach pinkish color, but it seemed to be looking at me. And there was like a aura around it, and i felt sort of like it was hypnotising me, and communicating with me. I didn't think much about it, thought maybe i just had something in my eye and it was making me see things. But the days following I found this new strength, and i suddenly had the power to, instead of sit there in my apartment and hate my parents for not helping me get my life back together, and trying to commit me to a insane mental institution, I had this new strength and decided to take my cat and go hitchhike out of the state. And i had all these childhood memories that resurfaced, and all this pleasant thoughts, and deep thoughts about Art theory and european culture, like in those 5 seconds i was looking at this sphere in the atmosphere before it dissapeared, that i had like a compressed conversation as if i had been talking to someone really intelligent and, it felt like i had just gone on a really sophisticated date with a really cultured female, and talked about European arts n' stuff, and she was like telepathically probing into my unconscious mind, and pulling out all sorts of qualities about myself that i didn't remember that i had.
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