public service annoucement

Some things are not better left unsaid

Instead I take a stand to express my thoughts on this page

I was given a voice of the outcast 

You know the ones that are different unlike all of you 

We strive not to be the same

I was told that one day your voice will carry the forgotten of the world

So I lived my life and yeah it was hard but regardless of your flaws 

Mishaps and abnormalities

I am here to tell you 

confirm

You too can take a match and engross yourself in the madness

Set the world on fire

Holding your tongue and speaking not

Is not the way 

I encourage the misconceptions

The utterance of insanity

Who can say what’s not

It’s cold and hot at the same time

We live in a democracy 

For the people by the people

Your voice matters 

Disagree strive to be the problem

Scream it at the top of your lungs 

Challenge the powers that be

Instead of sitting there 

Do something

Join me in this movement

The time has come that we stand together

And kick the doors in

Running From the Inside

But now I am afraid I know too much to kill myself

The car stops, not because

They watched blankly as we circled

I can see his upturned carcass far out ahead, a scraggled, steamy hulk

Against the surface a shadow like an angel 

I remembered her. She saved us both. We were young 

Sit holding her photograph

Stabbed twice from within

How many holes are there in the ballet shoes in your back seat?

Thirty-eight years and you

We didn’t say much to each other,

Sprawl exhausted in dirt on streets called Riddle

In the white house in Rutherford

In the old days of our family, 

And when it has vanished

Though I would still like to jump off a high bridge

High in its banks and beyond

When it rains, 

Racing full toward the bright horizon

And dream

And imagine myself hanging there forever

Quivering in a dead-man’s float

Love is Insanity

Love…..

The mere thought of the unstable manifestation of it

Leaves many 

Huddled down on their knees

Crying 

Tears drowning their sorrow

It’s funny and for many it’s hard to let go off 

It drives and steals

Love 

What the romantics would have us believe 

Is joyful and honest 

But that is lie

We search for a belief that doesn’t exist

Only in movies

The pain it creates causes tears to flood our eyes 

The seething pain of joy leaves us and we are dying

The memories of this illusion 

The sheer terror 

Makes us laugh as the rain from our eyes wash away memories of anything else

Love is chaos and chaos is maddening

We live this existence hoping to find something that’s chaotic, something that is unpredictable 

Love

We search for insanity

Not knowing that insanity is truly love, belonging and pain

To fall in love to fall insane

Comes with a cost 

It comes with a cost

One that many of us are unable to pay

Racing Thoughts of Random Nonsense

So I was walking thru my neighborhood 

Thinking about things

Honestly, my therapist tells me not to think because my judgment is off

 But I was thinking anyway 

Never understood how not to think 

But that is beside the point

Where was I 

Yea

I was walking thru my neighborhood, alone

My neighborhood, maybe I should describe my neighborhood so you can get a visual of where I am or maybe that would be too much information

You know what is really funny the term verbal diarrhea 

I think that is funny and to visualize it is nasty

okay I lost my thought again

Where was I 

Right

My neighborhood……well I live in the city so that should tell you something 

Or maybe not 

What if you don’t know what the city is or what if

You have never been to a city 

Maybe I should describe a city

Okay

But wait what city

To describe my city would not do the description justice

Maybe I should describe New York City or maybe Miami

I never been to Miami though

I like New Orleans, the history and the culture there is awesome

I love the food, grits and shrimps are my favorites

The last time I was there I swear

I ate the majority of the time that I was there

I really like oysters too

I should learn how to cook oysters

Do you cook oyster

Oh, it happened again

I lost my thought 

It doesn’t matter because I am back home 

El Dorado

I didn’t sleep well last night.  I have so much on my mind that turning off my thoughts was impossible, so another sleepless night. I can’t believe how bad my insomnia has gotten over the past few weeks and there is not a medication that my doctor has given me that works, it seems sleep for me is a distant memory.  I turn and look at my clock that is sitting on my bedside table, I have to squint to see the time, just like I feared it was time to get up.

Every day is the same thing I get up, get dressed for work and leave the house forgetting my breakfast.  As I drove down the street something inside me told me that today was not going to be a typical day.

I got to the office with two minutes to spare, I sat at my desk in my small cubicle, and as my computer powered on the word El Dorado appeared on the screen.  I stood up and quickly looked around at my coworkers as they did their morning routine and nothing seemed out of place so I sat back in my seat.  The word El Dorado glared back at me, so I started pressing keys to try to remove it from the screen but nothing worked. It just stayed there.  After unsuccessfully trying to remove the word with my keyboard skills, I ducked down under my desk and unplugged my computer.  The computer turned off and after I counted 20 I plugged the computer backup and turned it back on.  Unplugging it did the trick and I got to work on my everyday task list.

My day was dull and boring, I thought as I sat at the traffic light heading home. My whole life is dull and boring I thought as the light turned green and I continued on my way.  As I pulled into my yard I noticed a package at my front door, it was strange because I was not expecting anything. So before pulling completely into my yard I put my car in park, got out and went to retrieve the package.  As I bent down to pick the package up I noticed in red bold letters someone wrote across the top of the package the word El Dorado.

Once in my house I dropped everything except the package at the back door.  I went into the dining room, sitting the package on the table before going back into the kitchen to get a knife so that I could open it.  At first I had a strong urge not to open the package, to just throw it away but curiosity got the best of me.  I took the knife and opened the package. The only thing I found was a folded piece of paper.  I  took the paper and opened it.  What was written on it gave me chills, it read;

Once you start this journey you can never turn back. There’s much more to life then the things you can see, and to have a glorious life all you have to do is find El Dorado

There’s that word against El Dorado. I dropped the paper and before it hit the floor it was consumed with fire.  I stood there in awe for a second or two but then shook it off and remembered I haven’t slept and I could be in the middle of a dream.  So I pulled myself together and continued with my evening.

As I turned my bed down and prepared myself for another sleepless night my cell phone which I left downstairs began to ring. I hesitated about going downstairs to get it but everytime it stopped ringing, it would start again so I went to get it.  When I reached my phone, I saw that the caller id didn’t show a valid number but a weird number of all 6s.  I pushed the talk button, holding the phone to my ear and before I said hello I heard a voice  in a low whisper say, “you can’t turn back, you have to find El Dorado.” I dropped the phone and as the phone hit the floor it was ringing again. I cautiously picked the phone back up and held it so gently I took the phone into the kitchen, putting the phone in the sink as I ran water on it, the ringing faded until it completely stopped. 

I started back to my room and as I went up the stairs I had a sense that I was no longer alone. As I reached my room what I saw I didn’t expect. There I was laying in the bed, and my wrist had been cut. I couldn’t believe what I was looking at and as I stood there trying to figure out what was going on, a hand touched my shoulder and a voice said in a whisper, “it’s time. I will take you to El Dorado.”

Using my Mental Illness

I have a question for everyone

Is it okay to use a mental illness for a break

As you know I am working on my MFA and because of the depression and anxiety that I have been dealing with its been hard to focus on studying etc

So I asked my psychiatrist to write me a letter so I can take the exam later

Which gives me time to study for it

So is it wrong to do that

He is Coming Back

Because I am demented and love the really perverse I just got some great news

Christopher Meloni is coming back briefly to Law and Order SVU Season 22 episode 12.

I am so excited and can’t wait to watch