Once I was.

This was the life of a prisoner held hostage in Novabraska, Russia: A derelict building, in chains and tortured to death. None of that will matter soon… I will be gone. Tomorrow.
I have my ways of sending messages from my accounts…. Long after that day: its called sceduled e-mails. Perhaps I have somebody uploading them to here for me: my son, my daughter, my ghost. Perhaps my Guardian Angel will do it for me. i have left a note…. this blog: Its a christian blog… I wanted to turn to God`s people of great faith in my Lord… to tell them to never give up on God… and to seek ye first the kingdom of God and his rightousness, no matter what you do.
The fact is that heaven is real: I see it all the time… I can speak to God.. I can see Angels, its like a third eye psychic or spiritual gift from God who created the heavens: i can choose to see what you see… and i can switch, and choose to see Angels and God too. I can see things that you cant: ... ghosts, heavenly people... poltergeists, angels, demons, i can see Heaven if i choose to: when looking up to the skies... I will send you what heaven looks like one day... but im tired. Im too tired to tell anyone anything, or anything apart from anything, or look and search for any answers other than God.. and what I know to be the truth: I didnt do anything wrong to cause anyone to want to hurt me.. all my life, i didnt sin.. I couldnt. I was… well, locked in a room… a cold dark room with a matress, and nothing else for years on end. …Thats all.
….I guess they will shut my account down now… because i guess they think ive done something wrong... but i havent. I wanted to tell you about what I did before i made the choice to leave tomorrow, and i will send e-mails from all the way throughout my life… There is nothing important about me. Nothing that matters. Only meaningless. Im nobody. Im nothing, and nobody cares or wants to know my story at all.. I am not here to tell my story: I am not here to tell you anything horrible… I am not here to complain. I just … wanted somewhere, a GHOST secret and private profile.. that nobody would ever find.. and one day, if they ever did, they would know..
That I was once here.