a spirit and a body

For your soul

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Jesus Christ

I’m depressed. aren’t meds supposed to help with this…?

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You

Are the sweet song I hear, when I nestle underneath the trees

You are my peace, my dance, my song, my soul.

You are the grey sky, you are the silver rain

You the azure sun, you the reddened mountain

You are woman, you are man, you are everything I’ve ever wanted

You my vision, you my quest, you my dream.

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Going after goals, PTSD-style

Going after goals, PTSD-style

Dear Human Beings with mental illness

I know I haven’t been on and writing in a while, but, that’s life, and sometimes the drudgery of it takes us away from our passions in the struggle for survival, amirite?

Anyway, I’m back, I’ve taken some huge steps forward towards reaching a goal that I’ve set for myself, and that is pursuing my master’s degree and promoting my music and what I do to a…

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Depression

Is a real bitch

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Writing

Writing has always been my solace.  I haven’t been publishing a lot recently, because I’ve been putting so much pressure on myself to have a perfect post, or something brilliant that will change people’s lives instantly.

  But I don’t think that’s what really makes a difference, anyway.  It’s the day by day tiny improvements and struggles that really are where changes take place.

Today was a hard…

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Also, damn, why doesn’t anyone play music anymore? 

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Well

wordpress, here We are again

 After a long haitus I’ve returned, for a period of time indefinitely known to myself

My mind flooded with ideas, my heart restless and lonely 

I feel like one of these days, I may realize my potential 

But now I feel as if I have no idea what my potential is.  For years I had others tell me what a fully realized and recognized “me” looks like 

It means singing at the…

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My first writing, in months

My first writing, in months

the blue leaves rustle, each their spidery veins reaching out

they touch you, in your pink dress, and long hair, and your singing floats through all space and time,

the notes hits my ear, each one in their perfect roundness, a crystal clear imagination of a paradise long ago

or not so long ago; the paradise right now spins slowly

as I lay in the grass, watch the dew roll down from its tips to its…

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aaaaa!

I am overwhelmed!

augh! :(

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Writing prompt #3

You wake up suddenly to find the “one that got away” sleeping quietly beside you. First thoughts that come to your mind.

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“Oh look, a mirror”

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Writing prompt #2

Write a poem based on your favorite historical romance or even one that your relatives have experienced.

I was Beatrice.

You were Benedict.

You’re fat.

I win.

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Writing prompt #1

Write a story about someone who does not believe in love and does not believe they will ever find it.

Once upon a time, there was a woman who didn’t believe in love and didn’t believe she would ever find it, and no matter what happened, she refused to examine her shitty perspective, and subsequently lost all her friends.  She lived a miserable existence, and then she died.

The end.

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why am i not getting any better???!

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Out of my mind.

Ruth, ruthie, baby, where are you??!

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If I were to die

I’d want my funeral to be *the* celebration of the amazingness of life

La Laue would *have* to be played.

I’d want life to be celbrated, in all its vitality and vividness, the way I experienced it, before the blackness, before the darkness.

People would sing

They would dance

They would eat

My God, would they eat

There would be games

People would hug. Touch each other. feel each…

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I am a mess.

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Jesus CHRIST I am sick of other people’s opinions

I’m tired of the obsession with money, and status, and looks that surrounds me.

Where is there depth? Where is there thought? Where is there honesty? Where is intimacy? Vulnerability? Informed conclusions?? It is sacrificed to our generations God of social media and presentation.

I seriously do weep for the future. I’m so excited for future…

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