We feather our nests with key experiences to prevent the nails on the chalk board effect cognitive dissonce brings. Ironically,it is that very feeling that is a signpost leading us out of the broken record maze of thoughts to the openended thoughts encouraging growth and healing. One night in the midst of arguing with God,I decided to meditate. In my meditative state I traveled to a place where God did not exist. I refer to this place as Circleville.

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