A Passionate Plea

Life can be hard. Not only that, but we can often imagine it is as horrible as it can get. We also imagine that it will never get any better. Unfortunately, what we imagine often isn't always exactly what happens. But for our own sake, we should imagine that life can always get better, that there is always a brighter day coming tomorrow, and that we will continue to become wonderful people, a wonderful human race, and a wonderful planet. In the end though, we often despair of a strange loneliness we can not fully understand. I believe this loneliness is a longing to rejoin the rest of the universe and the full consciousness of all life around us. Here's the basic idea:
We are never alone. Never. We should never feel alone.
Every quark, every photon of light, every atom, molecule, and inanimate object is full of consciousness. However minute, however different it is from ours, life is energy and consciousness and everything is made of energy and consciousness. Therefore everything is full of life! What often escapes us, and perhaps what we have as a race of people forgotten, is how to interact with all this life around us. Not only is there the life within what we see, like cars, computers, desks, trees and etcetra, but also in what we don't see. There are countless realms of consciousness and energy that can all overlap invisible, and all of it is open to us, if we are open to it. The question is how to open up to all of these realms, how to communicate with the consciousness and energy that flows through our 'inanimate' objects and through the ones that are 'animate' but whose languages we don't understand at all.
Here's my passionate plea. To every broken and battered soul and heart, don't give up. Don't stop living, every time you consider it, remind yourself that you are surrounded by invisible help. Here's the next part. Start learning. Search the world for every piece of the puzzle you can find. Learn to communicate with this invisible help. Learn to listen and talk to anything you can, learn to see anything you can, feel and smell anything there is to feel and smell. It will be worth it. Last but not least, reach out to others for help. If you want, send me a letter, or a small postcard, here's my p.o. box:
StatisticBox 71Laurel Hill, FL 32567
It may take a while for me to reply, especially if I get swamped with letters... but part of the reason I give you a p. o. box is because I promise to write you back, and there's something for you to wait for that much longer. By the time I reply, you may find far more help than I could offer with a few more friendly words...
Don't give up. Send a letter, read a book, search all of heaven and earth for ways to contact those who can help you both seen and unseen, and those you can help, they are out there, and they need you too.