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Damiam Vincent Henry[Damiam]

 
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Bit the bullet : Things I can still remember
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underneath the skin : a poem about bipolar disorder
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Biography Damiam Vincent Henry

A man told me how he and his friends had made
fun of a pastor who spoke about faith; he quickly
changed his topic to ‘Hope’ and it was like he
managed to get their attention. Everything
became silent and they started to really listen.
When the pastor had finished the bible lesson.
He walked up to them, and spoke with such a
love that they started weeping.
Soon that very same boy spoke to me as a
pastor, about life .But I didn’t care how important
it was, I didn’t truly understand the power of
words. I lacked to understand but felt his
passion. Everything he said, felt personally
meant for me. I could not stop myself from
listening.
I was not a mistake, and later realized that there
were people who cared. It only took one man to
make me realize I was searching for hope in all
the wrong places. I was fully convinced that my
purpose was to do what he did. But he surprised
me once again.
At that last moment, he stared directly into my
soul and said, “Don’t ever try to be like me or
any other human on this earth. You’ll only find
disappointment. I’m just a man. We all have a
purpose and along the way you’ll be judged by
the world. But never stop!”
“Free yourself by opening your heart and mind to
the truth. That when you speak, always be
happy.”


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