BLINDNESS IS NOT THE END
INTRODUCTION>
A different kind of blindness
Though I am physically blind, I discovered there is also spiritual blindness, that I believe, was based on fear.
In this book, I will express my journey from a self-centered, free falling, destructive lifestyle, which had no direction,
To a man that experienced a spiritual awakening, outside the boundaries of fear and religion.
I was fully sighted until the age of twenty-four.
I was in an auto accident, that flooded my face with battery acid that burned my eyes beyond repair and left me totally blind.
When the worst possible thing that could happen to me, blindness, happened, I thought things could not get any worse. Then things seem to get much worse.
And I found out the hard way, that I could not save myself.
Only after a total surrender, to the God of my understanding, and a willingness to look at God’s direction, did that small spark of hope come into my heart.
And one of the main things that I learned was: “Faith is the opposite of fear.”
As I look back, I now realize that my life was based on fear.
Not knowing what to do, with no direction, I had a free-falling lifestyle, with alcohol leading my way.
When this lifestyle brought my life close to death, and changed my life forever, I had no choice but to change.
And with my attitude of, “If one way does not work, try the opposite,”
I decided to try faith over fear.
It has been a long journey, but how can I be better off now blind, then when I was sighted?
In this book, I will express the transformation in my life from a fully sighted boy, feeling unworthy, to a physically blind man that lives life to the fullest, and has life beyond his wildest dreams.
I now feel that God is involved, With my expression of this book.
I feel that he has allowed for me to put into place the style of expression, from a visually impaired perspective.
Therefore, the editor that God has provided for me, has agreed to help guide me with the visual aspects of this book.
Charles Brockmeyer, has given me the gentle guidance, and encouragement, to finish this book, as I see it.
As I am totally blind, writing this with a screen reader, he has agreed to place this, in a format suitable for a book, and I am so grateful for this man.
And, due to the poetry in this book, we have both agreed, that the editing, will be our own, Especially, not to compromise the original expression of the book.
A Different kind of blindness
I look back in my journal.
Just to see where I came from
I've come out of hiding.
As my life, it seemed was done.
I look back on my journeys.
Just to sense that they are gone.
The depression, pain, and loneliness
Can be blamed for hanging on.
I'm told that I have choices.
Not knowing this before
I'm used to feeling comfortable.
Sometimes lower than the floor
My pain, it was familiar.
I knew what to expect.
My life was a tragedy.
And that I could accept
So, I look back on my record.
To see how far I've grown.
To feel that bondage living
For it's a comfort zone
I thought I knew what love was.
I thought I was the best.
Thinking love is just a thought process.
Running wild with the rest
I look back on my existence,
Observing who I was,
and the way that I was doing things.
For my reason was because.
I look back on survival.
To see how far I've grown.
I've surrendered to a power.
A power greater than my own
Now I look upon this power.
And find it's full of love.
And the love that I've been seeking.
Is real from up above.
A love that held on to me
In spite of all my lies
A love that lasts forever
Not seen by physical eyes
I can let go of this lifestyle.
With the shedding of some tears
I can let go of this bondage.
Despite of all my fears
In faith I turn it over
For I did not feel whole
And I discovered there was blindness.
When I let my fear be in control