A story that came to mind Date Tuesday, April 23, 2024 - 03:40 AM PST Topic Entertainment This is a story I thought of. Please read and critique my work. This is for entertainment's sake, so don't suggest anything... yet. "Groan. Another day, another pain in the ass." "You wouldn't feel that way if you actually took pride in what you did dear." Little does she know that there is little pride in my line of work. As a psychiatrist, I think that my life is more pitiful than my patients, because I had no choice in the decision. My personality wants to revoke that idea, but I know its true. My family was the type of family that was quiet and stern. That probably ruined my life as it is, because i had no say in what i did. Thats how I got locked into my job. I obviously hate my job. Its not that it pays poor or is dangerous, but that its quite monotonous. Everyone wants to hear kind words, or to hear that they are in the right. I guess its just human nature. Lately though, I have found a group of people with whom I, the psychiatrist, can share my, not problems, issues, with. Call it religion, call it a cult, but it helps to take my mind off things. It's quite the strange sect of society. We have rituals, and like a religion we have a "bible" to study. This isn't a typical praise-a-god bible, but more of a you-find-god-in-yourself bible. It not only has scriptures, but many exercises, meant to provoke thought. Soem of it is madness though. Talks of telepathy and telekinesis, all for the benefit of the mind, make me wonder. Is it really true? I know its insane to think such things in our society, but instinct tells me otherwise. Bah! My instinct is worthless! Leading to be something I didn't want to be. But still, I wonder. Is it possibe? Can I do it? We shall see. As an initiate, i know little, but I shall progress, and then, maybe, answers will be revealed. This article comes from Shmeng http://www.shmeng.com/ The URL for this story is: http://www.shmeng.com/modules.php?op=modload&name=News&file=article&sid=138