i am never alone
there are nightmares walking beside me every second of my life,
demons procreating in my head,
a freak show of feelings disguised like those clowns that terrify me,
my mind is the stage for a barbarian, ****** show,
i am an open field full of bombs that explode with every step I take breaking me
into little dark pieces of something that used to be warm and bright,
i mourn for my soul and I never remember how to laugh anymore,
i have this internal bleeding and there is neither cure nor doctor for it to treat it
i can feel how I am losing pieces of myself while running or walking or just breathing,
i can see the cage I’ve thrown myself in
i feel the sun burning my soul and I cannot stop it, I cannot cover it I can’t
run from it anymore because my legs are broken
i cry every day until I dissolve in my own sour tears
i don’t know how to cry for help anymore, I am tongue-tied
i am scared of breathing and scared of not breathing
i am never alone
they make me dance to their music until my legs give up and I fall, I crawl
into the darkness trying to hide but there’s no hiding from them
i know the only refuge
is in Death.

there is no sky zombie luvsya. no. no-thing is king. ******* we are not good. we are clods of dirt animated by hurt and fear and blueskiesnomore

i feel sad way too much. it's getting bad again again

Would you die
For something that you believe in?

Would you live for it?

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The Heart has narrow Banks
It measures like the Sea
In mighty—unremitting Bass
And Blue Monotony

Till Hurricane bisect
And as itself discerns
Its sufficient Area
The Heart convulsive learns

That Calm is but a Wall
Of unattempted Gauze
An instant’s Push demolishes
A Questioning—dissolves.

Pray, And then Do Something!!!!
Be Still and Know.....
Face your Problems, don't Facebook them...
............

The Language of the Mob.
Never a place of Witnessing.

Look Up... Oh say can you SEE..
by this Dawns early Light
what WE Gratefully Hail
Christ's  Heaven and Life...

Liberty's Light  Shining Celebration Up
Beauty's tears of fading illumination out
Life falling softly into the arms of Grace...
Comfort the wounded, they are many..

Listen...
Sound of Clutter riding fiercely upon the breath of Giving..
becoming more like a machine gun.
Do you hear the Sound of fighting
within the streets of NEW Divinity?
******, ****, defamation... all threats,
Yes... each of them given..   Its true ..Backdoor gifts of rage..

Once a puppet show for re-emerging Wisdom
Now a strip tease for an endless line of dancers
This is the Made in Hollywood movie  that all have demanded
get your pop corn out...you are Witnessing the Question of Choice..

Nation sold  for the drop of a dime
Free Choice...
the right to Vote by Public Declaration
Now held in the arms of  What?   the Secret Ballot?

Prayer. The power of WORD
Spoken by the Giants of Robot imagination
a trigger, tied to the experience of feeling..

The scientific formula of Good,
magnified by ONE million strong
Are we focused on the Good First,
or the Oneness of Anything?

..."Give the money to the Representative
and it will all go away"....
But it won't...

Do You Understand the Question Now?

Peace.