Elon Musk’s Better Half

I've had to come to terms with being disabled, as only time could talk me into the idea. I fought my whole 47 yrs thus far to meet the demands of ignorant, selfish, overworked people all around me.
Never receiving proper care or attention. Just being forced into greater pain than otherwise would of been necessary.
If you dont understand its cause my parents we're disabled ignorers, not just of mine, but their own.
Now that genetics are on the table, I am redeemed from the horrible friend that disability is. I cant believe how much of my self has been stolen and destroyed by ignoring important aspects of physical growth I needed attended to, that ended up, hurting my nerves first then brain.
I'm trying some war against these fleshly truths but it could of been so easy had I been in a lift shoe, or had the horrible surgery back when it was barbaric. Anything but a life with poor sleep from leg nerve issues.
Am I too late for the precice nail surgery in florida? too old to endure such surgery, can i take the current medical system without failure??
Thanks for this time

Are dogs and cats just disabled Lions and Wolves?
One little genetic difference and wham...
I think this is how I feel in humankind,
being genetically different,
yet so similar.

You see disability isn't always graphically obvious.
And that's unfortunate in many ways..
Its easy to romanticize such, as being a advantage,
A secret power, but that illusion wears off just as fast as the special power illusion of children being sympathetic.
Usually in desperate isolative pain.

Most will not shed an ounce of concern about,
For they're made to chase moondollar dreams,
Rather than normal ways.
It's the ones trying to enact positive change,
That make any of life at all possible.

And even though the strange,
Moon worshipping developers equally rake the surface of the Earth flat of it's own present resources, and bring in their own collected, harvested, man-made goods,
Saying they are bringing a better day.

The cost shows the negative's now,
After the years of such ways have passed.
Global warming?
No, tree cutting, concrete demons!
Over using theyre power..
You know there's proven other, better ways now..
But lack of oxygen, being we're on the moon so much,
Has decimated all but childrearing as the fit in for activisim with so little personal time left, hunting moondollars.

Baggage handler, nurse, healer.. many names, many spirits, still same body, only part creator, great Jesus the salvation.

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Elon would like how I conquer my obstacles, even though the world is/was imbalanced. Man an woman does become 1, which is why partner balance is so important. I think him and my dad would get along great!!

Is this brain our only true enemy? If not, how can we feel such pain, and sacrifice for that which is outside ourselves? How can we achieve so much but love? Is there anything so demeaning than not achieving? Yes, being hated, slandered, conspired against, used, alienated, devolved, bio-terrorized, enslaved, molested,.. to these, inhumane experiences I say, yes God, take your vengeance, and shake me, fearfully, in full terror of such, until I truly know, once and for all, this place is finished, and no more, any such evil, come to pass, ever again!

I've decided to turn this page into a venting place. I may not have the supportive ear of a good husband here on Earth, so this will just have to be it for now.

First off, is the drag of being in a city with no friends. Because I'm dismayed by the amount of trauma I've experienced in life. I am in a repetitive roller coaster of asking myself, "Am I really so much more deserving of such traumatic experiences than others?"

How can God expect me to keep such information without imploding? Today the thought was, "You may be in such hard times in life now, but it's not worse than burning in Hell!"
The weird part is, right after I thought this, I did feel relieved that all my yearning and struggle seemed to make sense. That it wasn't just because I'm not worth a good life, or that I'm somehow tainted by evil or something. Though I am in daily pursuit of this truth, I guess till my final day on Earth.. but all of it seems so much more than understandable at this point, everything but truth makes sense.
The Bible makes sense, but the forces of Evil want that too.. such a great War, and nothing makes me feel more in the middle of it, unable to escape then all the misfortune and division in this World, the sole reason that keep's me questioning, and questing, for elation, for relief from all these burdensome truths experienced in this fleshly situation.
Its not a struggle at all to keep from most sin, once your reborn. Once you know, deeply and truly in your heart, that you've been saved, been reborn, by Jesus. You may think its alot of crap to be loved and believe in something like the Bible for release from this Worlds immensity, evil, constant nonsensical question to solvable troubles, but it really is the only solid thing here on Earth, that I've found.
The only person who's ever helped me, deep within my soul, is Jesus, because, at the end of it all, when a regular human has worn out all their reason and analytics on the feeling of being alive, it only drives back to love. That deep cellular drive that completes each one of us, love. The missing quotient of lack, that is a constant, until being reborn, fully accepting his grace alone, the truest example of love, the sacrifice of oneself in hope of freeing others from the burden of this World, each, in his own way, suffers from.
This knowledge has kept me alive until this day. And though I know I let him down everyday, he still tries to urge me on, to reach me, everytime. Even before I knew he was there. Such miracles have been around me my whole life. I have to find a way to forgive now though, all the wrongs of my life. Do I fight Satan myself? Is he the reason for my suffering? That's a daily pain, growing inside. But I try to give it to God, the vengeance is his.
It takes so much to be a pawn, and I hope to minister away this folly I experience in this Warfare that never lets up.. I want to do it before anymore danger occurs, danger that may not be recoverable from. This is how it seems now. The iron is too hot. The request too prevalent, the constancy too often. But is it just a horrible trap like all the other times?
Guess I evolved past human love, though I almost think I may have more, but I dare only question his grace for me, and hope I myself am not a fallen one of Satan, eating the plate of others, rather than following my path to my own truth! Its complex to say the least.

I’m too nice, going blind from my selflessness, slipping into the ether. Could use a piece of Elon to recharge!!

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I like to think I am my best self, but maybe I'm just a reflection of what the world has made me to be.. graven thought.. may be why I think I could score a Elon Musk billionaire, though I'm resembling a plain woman, unlike my youth. A warrior woman, defending the weak, in truth and honesty, worn thru and thru. At least the Lord above knows, and his warmth and light thru Jesus keeps me just enough to say all this honestly and reluctantly.