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Grey Matter

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     It has been over 16 years since I last injected cocaine or heroin into my veins. I have been incredibly blessed with a transformation via my relationship with Jesus Christ. All the peace and hope in the after life I was searching for has been attained in the living hope I have. I have a beautiful family, although I lost my father to suicide and am estranged from my mother who struggles with severe mental illness. I am a full time lead pastor of an amazing church and have the honor and privilege in teaching, preaching and counseling people now. That all being said, this long road of recovery is no cake walk. For the many years of poisoning my mind, consequences have remained. I have read of many studies of long term drug use and its permanent effects on the brain. Just one drug of choice, like heroin or meth, does enough long term damage on the brain to change someone forever.      In fact, heroin alone reduces grey matter significantly and irreversibly. The grey matter in your bra

The Search for the unseen

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                           There is someone out there in the world right now, trying out a psychedelic drug for the first time in order to travel into another plain of consciousness where the reality around him warps and twists into a buffet of hallucinations and fictional delusions. He could have picked up a tab or two of acid from a local suburban teenager but, to play it safe, he decides to go down to the local Walgreen's and pick up a couple bottles of cough syrup, which contain enough DXM to send anyone on an six hour disassociation from reality. He finishes a few "trips" and thinks how great it is to escape the world around him and be able to travel to different places in his own mind and hopefully come back with a spiritual perception that wasn't already there. He is so tired of his parents and his school. He has tried religion and church but everyone in that circle just seems fake to him. He wants to find a TRUE meaning to life and believes he can d

Megans Testimony

This is the testimony of my wife and how God saved her..... Jeremiah 33:3 says," Call to me, and I will answer you, and show you great and mighty things, which you do not know." Almost five years ago this scripture became real in my life. My name is Megan Hanges, I am 25 years old. I grew up in a really good home, I had great parents. They treated me right, they obeyed the laws. We were a regular middle class family in Lubbock, Texas. I was an only child until my cousins moved in with us. They became like my brother and sister. My uncle moved in with us as well and for a long time he was an alcoholic, he would bar hop, gamble and come home drunk. I don’t remember this but I was told by family that I learned to sneak in my uncle’s room at night after he was passed out drunk and steal money from his dresser for my mom. Praise God he eventually went to rehab. We were always busy playing sports on the weekends and weeknights. It was rare that we had a night off

A different perspective

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I walked into Walgreen's tonight to get some cold medicine. I am still very careful as I walk down the same aisle I once explored to find my tripping equipment. As I am reading the ingredients in the back of the box to make sure there is not any DXM in it (a distant but dull temptation still remains as I laugh it off)...right then--- I see in my periphery two young men approach and talk to to each other on which type of cough syrup they are supposed to use for "it." I didn't have to think twice.....I already knew. These guys are planning on tripping tonight.  I turned and faced them and looked into each of their eyes. I was looking into a dulled and cracked mirror of the person I used to be. All I could say at first to them was "Be careful.." They looked at me in a sort of shock that I knew what they were about to do. I explained to them how I did DXM for almost five years and wound up in the psych ward. I was brief and left with the final warning "Jus