Acceptance' - Shall I mean it if I never adapted to it. Speed of my mind crushed me a day. I was lying flat. A cover of white blood on me. And over to it something with a roaring speed again hit and grilled me. I felt happy . God helped me to be meshed as I wished when I was a kid in my first pure thoughts. As I was obliging to some unknown, unseen, undefined shade of being dead or living, one more attack happened on me Oh sorry not on my body but...