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Saturday, March 3, 2012
Of course, you do. We all have them, those negative, destructive, and demoralizing figures out to put us—and keep us—down.
They're everywhere. They're in the house, the office. They're on the radio and on the television screen.
They tell us to think small—or, better yet, don't think at all; do what we're told.
They serve us cake. They watch us eat it, then they tell us we're as big as houses.
They snicker at our attempts to grow beyond the narrow and constrictive walls of who and what we were into that person we are becoming.
They make us feel bad about ourselves and sometimes make us want to die.
But you know what?
Soul suckers suck souls because they have no souls themselves.