The other day I attended to a funeral, didn't knew the one who had passed, she was a former collegue of a good friend, so was there as support...
The woman who died, let's call her M, was only 47 y.o., she took her own life in a very violent way, leaving two grown up children and the man she lived with

There were many people in the church, and lots of crying...
Especially when the priest shared the story M's life, things which the family had told...
As a sensitive person, I really went into the words and tried to feel how it had been to be M, to live the life that she had...
What came to me was a deep longing, a longing for just a quiet life, with loved ones, in peace, with fun and joy... And most of all where it all made sense...
She never got to there, sometimes in glimpses, but then it was all taken away, this way or another, for each time just making the pain deeper and the longing for a meaningfull life even so...
She really tried so hard, so damn hard...
At some point it all got too much, like if life had just worn her out, taken all of her wishes for a quiet good life and ridiculed them, taken all of her hope and love and made it into nothing...
At the end, there was only such great inner pain and that feeling,, that nothing made sense, nothing at all... And having no clue, where to go and where to reach...
In the moment where she took her own life, the pain was just like all there was, after years of being moved around in systems where compassion is nowhere to be found and becoming like a stranger in a society where everyone is pulled in this and that direction, always busy always just ready to go to the next place, never really there... Always distracted... No sense, no love...
And I cried, for her and for all those 'regular' people, those that some call sheeples...
Those who are so programmed to live in the systems, are so dimmed down by mind control media, by their own loyalty to systems that are only created to make them run faster and faster, always distracted, always alienated to themselves and eachother...
Those which are so stucked in controlling, have no clue either, they are just as much alienated... They think that these people are just pieces in a game...
They have no clue either, being so far from their own essence...
But they are not pieces, sheeps or whatever

They are real people, feeling real feelings, real sorrow, real pain
Real!!!

And whether they call themselves God, the Devil or whatever, if this heart of mine has anything to say, damn it, they have to deal with it
Deal with the pain, the control, imposed... All that suffering inflicted on innocent, mind-controlled hearts... For what reason
Many, oh so many, have taken their life in dispair, or died in misery in this world

See the world from the heart of those like M, blessed be her soul...
There are no need for any pedestals, and preaching, all there are need for is for us to remember ourselves, eachother, and for us to remember honor, respect and love...

Just needed to share this, in rememberence of M and those like her, that never had a chance, bc they never knew where and how to look, never knew what amazing capacity their heart held...
Never got the chance to get that simple peaceful life, which was all they ever wanted...

Thanks for listening