Introduction

This is a merge of my 'Wanderer' blog that tells of two years of my three years on the streets, and a new blog that tells of my life after the Diocese of Winchester ripped through my life for for the last few years on top of the previous serious harm that left me homeless
This is a day to day blog of my life as I continue to survive, work on recovery and on the social problems that I have and try to come to terms with limitless traumas I have survived along the way.
This blog is in tandem with my blog about my experiences in the Church of England http://whatreallyhappenedinthechurch.blogspot.co.uk/

The former name of this blog and the name of it's sister blog are to do with my sense of humour, which I hope to keep to the end, which appears to be ever more rapidly approaching. At least I laughed, and I laughed at the people who were destroying me. Don't forget that.

Here are my books, which I wrote for you if you would like to know more: http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/JJNP

Monday, 16 November 2015

Guiding light

I asked God for a swap
and I meant it with my soul
my life for yours
let you live and come home

I would give you my life and strength
to restore you
because this happened because
you were defending me
wasting your life and time
on worthless me

I lit the candle and asked you
to walk back from the ghost roads
towards the light
out of the dream where you don't know
what happened

I ask the lantern bearer
to bring the guiding light
and I will walk in the dark again
St. Clements bay is frozen in the snow
I died there a long time ago
but you have life and love
so come back
and I will go instead.
This was my fault so let me go instead.

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 Well the road is wide, and waters run on either side, and my shadow went with fading light, stretching out towards the night. 'Cause the Sun is low, and I yet have still so far to go, my lonely heart is beating so, tired of the wonder. But there's a sign ahead, though I think it's the same one again, and I'm thinking 'bout my only friend, and so I find my way home. When I need to get home you're my guiding light, you're my guiding light. When I need to get home, you're my guiding light, you're my guiding light. Well the air is cold, and yonder lies my sleeping soul, by the branches broke like bones, this weakened tree no longer holds. But the night is still, and I have not yet lost my will, oh and I will keep on moving 'till, 'till I find my way home. When I need to get home, you're my guiding light, you're my guiding light. When I need to get home, you're my guiding light, you're my guiding light. When I need to get home, you're my guiding light, you're my guiding light. When I need to get home, you're my guiding light, you're my guiding light. When I need to get home, you're my guiding light, you're my guiding light.
(Ed Sheeran, Guiding light) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2nnw4STQMSc
 

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