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My life centered around my addiction to drugs. I received respect in the drug trade because I tried hard not to lie or cheat the other thugs.  My resume helped me pick up a job with a limb of the Mexican mafia.  I went off to Louisiana and lived amongst them.  These guys were extremely violent to their enemies and let me know that, for a fear factor.  They were set up in a ghetto where the police were hesitant to patrol.  I was the only white guy around.  One white guy drove through to buy some crack and was robbed of his money.  They spoke Spanish to one another, and I wish I'd paid more attention in Spanish class.  I saw some very sick and helpless people living there.  I was asked to give a ride to a girl who stayed there as a prostitute to feed her crack addiction.  She had lost all hope.  I told her there was always hope in Jesus Christ.  I was in a deep, dark place but still hadn't totally forgotten the Light.

I call this inner circle, Club Meth.  The people in Club Meth don't associate with the real world much, because of fear and paranoia.  The nucleus of the club is the cook; he receives praise and glory for making the meth that feeds the Club's appetite.  The cook has power over the members who are on meth.  Girls surrender their bodies for meth, and members steal from friends and family members to stay high.  The potency and easy availability of meth trade made it an overnight success for Satan and his clan.  Close friends who are on meth can't be trusted.  Even the family of an addict cannot trust their loved one.  It is easy to recognize serious club members by their rapid weight loss.  Meth will deteriorate body and soul.  It will also destroy a person's beautiful smile, as it begins to rot the user's teeth.  I have witnessed the deterioration of girls who were once beautiful, but who have teeth like an eighty-year-old boxer after becoming addicted to meth.  They hold back their smiles due to embarrassment.

We were all in the dark power of bondage, running circles but never getting anywhere.  Members got busted by the police and turned in their best friends, just to get back to running in circles.  Compare the members of Club Meth to the monkeys in South America.  Large groups of monkeys were devastating the sugar cane fields there in South America.  The farmers placed hollow logs around the fields.  They filled them with sugar and cut holes just big enough for the monkeys' hands to fit into.  When the monkeys reached in and grabbed the sugar, they were unable to pull their hands out.  The farmers would come by and kill the stuck monkeys.  If they had only let go of the sugar, they would have been free.  Like the monkeys, the meth addict is stuck and will eventually die, but he can't think clearly enough to let go.  Meth Monkeys are what we call people who've been up for days.  They are really skinny, bug-eyed, and are constantly bouncing their bodies around.  They live in a state of paranoia and fear reigns their lives.  Their teeth gnash together as if stuck in a press.

Matthew 8:12

"But the sons of the kingdom will be cast out into outer darkness.  There will be weeping and gnashing of teeth." Mothers will abandon their children to chase after their god, meth, full-time.  If they don't completely separate themselves from their children, they will drag them around in the Club Meth environment.  I saw members doing meth with their teenage kids as if they were on a family outing.  When an addict's feelings are numb, making him incapable of loving anyone or anything, his/her child becomes just another part of the circle.  The children of an addict either run in circles with their parents, are run over, or get left by the wayside.  It makes no difference to the member who is under the demonic control of Meth.  This is just an easy way for Satan to make more disciples.

The Club Meth parents recruit their children, and their children recruit their playmates.  This is one way good kids become members of Club Meth.  If a kid's not firmly founded upon the Rock (Jesus), he/she is vulnerable to the Sand (Satan).  When a person is addicted to meth, his character flaws are amplified.  If in the past an addict stole, after becoming an addict, his mind is constantly looking for an opportunity to steal.  If a person lied in the past, after becoming an addict, his whole life becomes centered around a fabricated existence.  It amplified my gambling addiction to the point that I wouldn't pay my bills, even if I had a pocket full of money.  I would instead go to the casino, not to make money, but to satisfy the demonic urge that stirred within me.  Often I would win money but couldn't leave because there was a demonic force holding me.  Eventually, I would leave, broke and distraught.  Depression would rain in with suicidal thoughts, which could only be temporarily satisfied with meth.  It also amplified my violent behavior.  Meth made me extremely violent, and, because of the paranoia, I kept a loaded pistol in my pocket with the safety off at all times.

2 Timothy 1:7

"For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind."

I saw members of the Club who kept pistols, assault rifles, shotguns, knives, and bats in their vehicles.  They couldn't have used all that weaponry, but it was like a security blanket to help them through the fear that had engulfed their souls.  The Devil's dependable tool is fear and loneliness; a person who is an addict can be in a room full of people but still feel isolated and alone.  There can be a room filled with talking and laughing, but for the addict, no sign of internal peace can be found.