Once Again

My mind: Lost In my own way Turning in on itself Turning out All I have are my thoughts Dark and of the past All I need Falling away into the Universe Experiencing Nevermore Deep in my mind I go Lost in the music Lost in my thoughts Found in my feelings Shaking in my […]

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Alive!

  Everything Is Alive How long he had lain in the debris, he had no idea. He gingerly wiped the crud from his eyes and took stock.  He was pinned under some beams and floor joists. Damn it! Oh yeah, it was coming back, he was in the basement. He moved the heavy timbers off […]

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Interesting Life

Life as a schizophrenic is interesting, to say the least. As long as I take my meds, I am fine. It’s when for some reason or the other, I run out; things begin to get interesting. This most recent time, I think I moved, and they were misplaced; I ran out, and Viola! Schizo-attack!! First; […]

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Look Into His Eyes When you tried to look into his eyes(they constantly drifted in opposite directions, going in circles, making it impossible to look him directly in the eye) you saw bits and pieces of what he had been through, the horrific sights of war. the mass killings, the blood fill troop hauling area, […]

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Little Boy

Little Boy I open my eyes; it is dark. It is raining. I look down at my little boy fingers, which are wrinkled from the moisture. I flex them; they are stiff and cold. I wiggle the toes of my little boy feet, they make a squishing sound. The streetlights suddenly come on. I see […]

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For Kate

As I stare out at the wasteland, the old city has become from my perch atop the tallest structure still standing. I am unable to find any reasoning in man’s inhumanity towards man.I am overwhelmed with sadness, I am incapable of fighting it off, the pain is just too much.I stare down at the steam […]

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Daughter

She makes me smile in the morning as she arises from night’s sleep at ten thousand feet. Her hair is mussed up and sticking up on one side; the perfect morning look as Leslie staggers over to get a cup of coffee, blinking hard as she looks into the sun. She feels her hair sticking […]

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Oprah Dahlin

This is another piece from 95. Its from the lighter side. And this one is from a five minute timed writing. What would happen if you came upon all of the weight, the fat, that Oprah has lost? Would the mass of gelatin-like ooze attack you? Would it attach itself to you and turn you […]

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The Opie Syndrome

This is back in 95. It was a fifteen minute timed writing exercise The purpose of this little exercise in writing is to stimulate some honest thought. If it does nothing else, I will consider it worthwhile. I have no desire to ram my opinions down your throat as a Rush Limbaugh might, or to […]

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Hard Work

I have been working hard on my spirituality lately, and I would like to share some of my recent epiphanies. I have been trying for quite some time to lose enough ego to turn my life over to my higher power, God to me, as I understand Him/Her, and I have been making decent strides […]

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