I Didn't Know It Till Now.....But I'm Totally a Buddhist!!!!

Religion has always been a real sore point with me.

Sure, I was raised as a Catholic (Italian Dad, Irish Mom), but to me it was just like going to shcool......I couldn't wait till I didn't have to go church any longer after my confirmation.

So lately, with the way my life has been going, I thought that maybe I should consider getting back to some religion and faith, and I started to read the bible.

Now, since I don't want to get into some long dissertation tonight, I am going to sum up my feelings in the next paragraph regarding religion and the bible.

First , it always bugged me that wars and killing , quite often, are started because of religion , and in the name of God.  Then, after reading a few passages from the bible, I come to learn that Noah, and Moses, and Kane and Able, were all over a couple of hundred years old.  Well, that sealed it for me and God and religion.  If I was not a believer before I read the bible, just the first couple of pages nailed my coffin shut on that belief....and I don't think I am coming back to life......like some people.

I just happened across the beliefs and laws of Buddhism......and sure as shit, I am a Buddhist.

So all you saviors out there, I welcome all of your criticisms and your comments.  Don't be shy.  As a Buddhist, you will not offend me.

Maybe I Should Tell You About SUBOXONE

Yesterday, my first paragraph would have led you to assume that I am some kind of addict.

And in a way, you would be correct.

Yet, my addiction arose from my legitamate use of pain killers.  I had a spinal disease that for some strange reason, caused my ankles to sear with pain when I walked. So , since I was in construction, and responsible for the competion of million dollar jobs, my doctor prescribed Percocet so that I could get through my 7 hour day.

After about 1 year, the pain in my ankles disappeared.  Financially it made sense to me to cease my use of Percocet.  Yet, two days away from that pill (of which I was taking 8 per day), caused such severe withdrawals, that I began taking the pill just to get relief from the cramping and sweating and chills and blurred vision, and a multidude of horrible biological symptoms which no human should endure.

I know what Michael Jackson, (and a host of other Stars) were going through. But they could afford their addictions, even though in the end it killed them.  I , on the other hand, was going through $1800 per month, buying Perc's off the street, to stave off my withdrawals.

There was no HIGH.  There was just "not feeling like shit".  And only Perc could save my day.

When I finally could no longer afford to buy Percocet, I checked myself into a ReHab Center.  That alone was $750 per day, and I did not have insurance at the time.

It was while I was in ReHab, that I discovered SUBOXONE.  This little 2 milligram orange pill, administered to me every 6 hours, alleviated all of my withdrawal symptoms.

I stayed in ReHab for 3 days, and checked myself out (to save some money), and headed directly to a doctor who was licensed to prescribe SUBOXONE.

Little did I know, how addictive SUBOXONE is.  Even though it only costs me about $300 per month now, I am struggling to wean myself off of SUBOXONE, two years after checking myself out of ReHab.

Just something else to add to the "crap" pile, that has become my life.

Try Being Poor Sometime

Hi everyone,

I have been away for awhile, doing illegal stuff, and dealing with my percocet addiction (which is actually a suboxone addition now), and feeling sorry for myself.  I almost have the "monkey on my back" licked, but I have to really tough it out.

Sometimes, I forget,  that writing about how one's life is going, and how one's life has gone, can be therapeutical.

My topic today, is a topic that I would never have thought to include myself in, because I always figured I would never be poor.

Even though I am not poor in the sense of not having a car, or not wearing clean clothes, or not feeding myself and others........I really do feel poor.

It could be that since my mother and father were living as middle class, I could never feel like I was missing anything.  I believe, that as long as you are clean, and don't have any illness (that money can't cure), and that you can always eat when you are hungry, then, you should never think you are poor.  Am I basically correct with that?

Please answer that with a comment, regarding how you feel about that last statement, even if it is controversial.

Yet, as you live in your designated monetary society, and conduct your daily activities based on what your  "on hand" income will allow you to do, in that particular class....it is usually that class of people, with whom you will associate. Yet, I can say that I am intelligent enough, and clean enough, and know how to dress for the occasion enough, that I can fool most people with whom I come in contact with, of my "actual" financial status.  But , in the long run, it is the poor people of this world with whom I associate.

Would you agree with me that being poor can be, in the majority, linked to the reason of why theft occurs?  That is probably a very easy statistic to verify (given today's poll community).  But, in a non argumentative way, and without bringing in "greed ", would that be a fair assumption?

Before I continue, let me know what your opinion is?

Thanks