Tuesday, 26 April 2016
I saw a television documentary about a photographer who recorded the lives of her friends in the 1970s.
I recognized much of the scene from that period.
But what struck me was the squalor and degradation in which we lived.
The objective lens of her camera showed what this must have looked like to others.
Many were drug addicts and the daily rituals and habits which were exhibited were quite shocking.
Much of this derived from the rock music we were constantly listening to and the promiscuous sexual practices which it promoted.
Since I have sworn off rock music I have rediscovered a dignity and purity which I had lost.
I owe to God my life, my health, and my well-being.
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