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My picture in time
If I won’t have the courage to point my finger inward how will I ever evolve to truly leave a better world for my son. Being a victim of violence and Behaving as if you are a victim of violence are as different as fire and water. If I won’t have the courage to first…
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Indulgence
Empty roads pavement stretches, red and green straight cold, alone and warm home. I could drive the streets, at night, forever I could drive them, alone forever. I am so comfortable with my aloneness and with things that are alone like boulevards in the nowhere hours with lonely reds at home and a few passing…
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Writing Through
It’s not pleasant, where I start. In fact I don’t want to start because of the stench and the rot and the sameness of words left to die, mirrors everywhere and in them, my heart. I know everything there is to know about this room there are no more secrets there hasn’t been for some…
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S.O.P.
Morals and missions and values and ethics all keep us from the terrible humanity. The truly terrible inside each of us. Without those things we are awash in the gravity of the void. And now that the structure is down all that remains is the unknown self against eternity. And the self is a very…
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Rantings
Tell my son I loved him. And laughed genuinely, many times, soul to soul. Those feelings of life my son, are real, those feelings of life are real. The world inside my head crashes to the ground and shatters and I recognize my flame and confuse that for my eternal wrongness. How am I making…
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The Principle of Not Fear
People are tough and the capacity for wisdom comes from pain so if you do hurt people in your attempt to create a better world for yourself, own it, take it on the chin and move on with the wisdom you earn. That’s courage to me. Bravery. I can forgive just about anything if a…
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Every Demon Within
and it breaks my heart but there is no other place to start. And no other place, in the wide world to look death and destruction are an open book. Every man and woman is not themselves but just pretenders in the realm and upholders of the fear and sure keepers of what they hold…
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A Letter To My Son
I will never forget you. Forgetting you would be like Forgetting me. You are of me, my son, You form me. One day you may know this caring neglect of your own desires In favor of one so precious, as you. You, my son, are the greatest reason For the greatest of all things, I…
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Shedding Weight
Damn. Black skinned girl. Black skinned tribe. Damn. You make things move in me. And you make other things stop. And so I wonder What’s the problem… What’s the problem… What’s the real problem, in any of it.
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Panic Attack-The Gift
23 years later I recognize I can put that weight down. I recognize that there was no “Panic Attack”. Instead there WAS an explosion of perception, an explosion of emotions, an explosion of thoughts.
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Panic Attack-The Earthquake 1
I never saw it coming. I turned cold and sick. The avalanche, rumbling death, growing. The rumbling, growing death. When the earth shakes, there is nowhere to hide and nothing is safe. When your home shakes, you can find stronger land. When the land shakes, there is nothing to find. I didn’t know my beliefs…
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Panic Attack-The Earthquake 2
Where did this enemy come from and why is here here, with me and what does he want and how can I stop him? He was unstoppable. And so I began the process of changing my life of bending my life of sacrificing my life of giving my life of accomodating my life of fearing…
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