Saturday, May 31, 2008
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Today I Saved A Bird

Today I saved a bird.
I feel good knowing I saved a life.
I didn't hurt this bird.
I was gentle.
Cobwebs held the bird helpless.
It was so small and vulnerable.
It trusted me absolutely.
I removed the entangling web without pulling his legs out
I would like to keep a hummingbird as a friend.
I set him free.
I feel good.
I saved a bird.
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Forgiveness
Forgive my vanity, I still feel young.
Forgive my confidence, I do not fear.
Forgive my love, I do not hate.
Forgive my happiness, I am not sad.
Forgive my anger, I am enraged.
Forgive my health, I am not sick.
Forgive my gray, I am aging.
Forgive my enemy, I am his friend.
Forgive my peace, I am not insane.
Forgive my mistakes, I am human.
Forgive my tears, I am crying.
Forgive my smile, I am laughing.
Aw Fuck You Anyway !!!
Forgive my confidence, I do not fear.
Forgive my love, I do not hate.
Forgive my happiness, I am not sad.
Forgive my anger, I am enraged.
Forgive my health, I am not sick.
Forgive my gray, I am aging.
Forgive my enemy, I am his friend.
Forgive my peace, I am not insane.
Forgive my mistakes, I am human.
Forgive my tears, I am crying.
Forgive my smile, I am laughing.
Aw Fuck You Anyway !!!
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
This is my egg named Dennis..
Sunday, May 4, 2008
Friday, May 2, 2008
So, of course I had intended to say some sort of deep comments on life and sanity however, the more I watch what's going on in my family right now, I believe my best course of action right now is no action at all. It's probably best that I try and be supportive in one way or another.
I have retreated to my brother's place up in the mountains. Here I may lick my wounds and decompress. I wish there was more I could do for the family but my battle rages on within me.
Monday, April 28, 2008
Mat of La Mancha
I am the Mat Quixote.
I tilt at the windmills of depression.
I do battle with the demons of others.
It is a war that I must wage.
At stake is my sanity.
I wish to champion their cause and somehow find worth in myself.
My enemies lay in wait.
They hide in the dark recesses of desire.
Their poison tipped arrows aimed at my heart fail to penetrate my shell.
My vulnerability is the armor I wear.
My love is the power I wield.
Though it is their conflict, it is my cause.
I shall prevail.
I tilt at the windmills of depression.
I do battle with the demons of others.
It is a war that I must wage.
At stake is my sanity.
I wish to champion their cause and somehow find worth in myself.
My enemies lay in wait.
They hide in the dark recesses of desire.
Their poison tipped arrows aimed at my heart fail to penetrate my shell.
My vulnerability is the armor I wear.
My love is the power I wield.
Though it is their conflict, it is my cause.
I shall prevail.
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