“K. Dee Livingston” (D.S.A)
Bio
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Stories (6/0)
The Visionary
**Please note this is titled visionary due to the fact that the nature of this thought was created from sleep deprivation 20 years ago. At the age of 22 I was recently divorced and lost completely. I had turned to drugs and friends from high school who still or trailing behind in the adulthood department. This was not a thought out story. It was a written translation to my my nightmare meant for the introduction to a book that I was writing in order to explain myself to my parents at the time. At the age of 34 I decided to become ordained. I wanted to be able to counsel and give advice to people that like I had, we’re going through difficult times. People that didn’t have family because the family had given up on them too soon. People that without anyone in their corner would end up inevitably dead if they had kept up with the lifestyle of drugs and other promiscuous activities. I wanted to be able to provide a been there done that type of counseling service so they didn’t have to worry about paying money in order to ensure life. During my journey becoming an ordained minister I was asked if I had ever written anything that was comparable to a original thought. And the submission was what I decided to provide. The original copy of this was written in the dark diagonal in lime green ink on a piece of cardboard. And the entire thing rhymed. Comparable to the divine comedy tour as some of you may know it as Dantes inferno. Because of the time frame that this was written and then shown to the church it was something that granted me the title of visionary. Because clearly the events written have since been discovered either to have truth or to be false. Either way they have been proven as one or the other and are in no way of any question to what if any more. 2003 was when this was written. Now 2022 and at the age of 40 I have chosen to share it in hopes to not only remind myself where I’ve been. But also to remind others where they should not go. I understand that the contact is risky. And if it were written yesterday I can understand cause for concern. But being an adult and assuming that it will be read by adults, I do not think anyone with half of a mind would ever consider this to be influential or the promotion of anything but reality that sadly exists in some aspect for everyone. And it was thought by a girl that did not even know the definition of conspiracy theory let alone was even able to spell the word methamphetamine correctly. This day and age there is a huge problem with humans ability to cope with anything. We cry or whine our way through life using various Band-Aids in order to deal with the hell that is earth. When in all actuality it is us that is creating it. And it is us oh makes a thought turn into a sinister theory. Instead of being looked at as fascinating. Because the ability for a person to still have a voice and a brain and the power to connect the two in order to be heard is rare nowadays. The words written or not glorifying or promoting anything other than shame and guilt. And I think now more than ever and it’s important for us as individuals to read other things such as this in order to always remember that we still have the ability and the right to think for ourselves. It is not always that clear anymore. I am hopeful that this passes the requirements and goes through to be published. And why I have included this explanation so that the moderators are able to check time frames and clearly see that what I am saying is not only true but that the submission is no more than a poetic expression for what collective memory is. This is my story as my thought. I am not a drug addict. I am not a conspiracy theorist. I am a mother. I am a author. I am a full time human services major. And most importantly ,I am human and have the right to be heard.
By “K. Dee Livingston” (D.S.A)2 years ago in Psyche
Why Won’t Anyone Listen?
Since I was 20, I have (The realization of this didn’t come until recently surprisingly) devoted my entire life to my family. I was married I took care of our home and the children . This wasn’t my first marriage, but it turned out to be my biggest mistake in life.
By “K. Dee Livingston” (D.S.A)2 years ago in Families
Can You Handle Being “Kimm-ED Out?
OUR MIND PERCEIVES ITSELF TO BE WITHIN A WORLD , IT SEEMS ANYWAY,AND ON A PATH . A PATH ATTEMPTING TO OPEN A DOOR TO WHAT I BELIEVE TO BE CALLED “THE AWAKENING” OR, MORE CLEARLY UNDERSTOOD, AS THE RECOGNITION OF ONES TRUE SELF.
By “K. Dee Livingston” (D.S.A)2 years ago in Psyche
