The journeys that crack took me on, ended up being many blessings. It exposed me to the evil side of life. It is there that I found and ate and loved the “Devil’s Candy”. This hideous stuff could be nothing but evil.

The insanity of smoking crack and doing nothing else but smoking crack every awake moment of everyday is maddening. I had a relentless desire to smoke crack at any and all expense. I did this no matter what, no matter who, no matter how, no matter why, no matter when, no matter where, no matter…it was truly a horrible passion.

My story is no different than anyone who still is or has been a crack-head. A crack addict can change. I am proof of that. My changed life is a result of my changed heart. I am very fortunate.

It is very difficult to explain to someone who has never smoked crack cocaine, on how it does take you over. The comments are something like, “Can’t you decide to just quit”? Although this is true, for most crack-heads this is not an option. I am convinced that cocaine in any form is a lie. Whether it is crack cocaine or powder cocaine, and you do it by injecting with a needle, or by smoking a rock of crack, or snorting it up the nose, all of it is part of the “Devil’s Candy” lie.

It is amazing to me now, that person that I used to be. I am so thankful that I have an opportunity to share what has been given to me. I am very blessed to be alive and able to extend myself through my truths and experiences to reach out and tell the truth about crack-cocaine. Everything imaginable to prevent me from doing this has manifested. Simply realizing where the “Devil’s Candy” IS coming from, helps in understanding the spiritual battle over my soul and spirit. At times it is an onslaught. Like a wave of evil. Presented in such a sweet form of candy to the neurotransmitters in one’s brain…

Feeling possessed by the crack bite is the loneliest, darkest, sickest, most ugly gnawing and truly captivating all consuming demonic place to be. Smoking crack will destroy everything you ever thought, felt, desired, loved or believed in. It will destroy your life completely along with anyone willing to come close enough to the stench created by smoking crack.

When I finally looked at crack-cocaine as an actual force, I concluded that this is by far more than just substance abuse or addiction. This is when I was finally able to fight the tremendous pull crack-cocaine has on one’s soul and spirit.

Why crack? This is the dilemma and the big lie!

Crack cocaine holds no moral boundaries. Crack cocaine does not care about age. Crack-cocaine could care less whether you are male or female, adult or child, as long as it gets you. That is all this evil whitish chunk known to me as the “Devil’s Candy” cares about.

Having come to this realization, has provided me with information from my personal experiences, some self formed opinions and true real facts. All of this enables me to resist the “Devil’s Candy”.

HOW SWEET IT ISN’T !

Todd Wm. Gibson

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