I was reading the thread about the fairy Godmother and it started me to thinking. It is hard to think with a damaged brain but the cells that are still working try to make up for the lost ones, lol.
Here's a poem maybe you would like to share with them. I wrote this when I was younger. When I finally gave up drugs.
Free
I felt I had noone to go to, I had no life, I thought the only escape was my wrist and a sharp knife.
I was wrong and you would be too! There's something special in this world and this is you!
I was blinded by the light, Doing drugs every night. If you're in the spot where I used to be, Do yourself a favor anf set yourself free.
I am happy now that I am free, Since the killing drugs have let me be. Do what the signs say "Just say no"! Make yourself feel better, let the drugs go.
Beautiful poem, David. I loved what you had to say in it. I fight the insanity every day of my life. By going to the meeting we use the insanity against itself like a doctor would use snake venom as a antivenom to save a patient. :)
Whats wrong, hon? It just dawned on me that I am dead. Oh, wow, that must be terrible! Yeah, it is. I feel so lifeless. Oh, that sounds so tragic! It sure is. I have never been dead before. So how long do you think you will be dead? I am not sure. I hope not long. Do you want to join me and the other zombies? I would but I can't move. I am dead, remember? Oh, yeah, I forgot. What are you doing? You shouldn't play with dead things. Stop tickling me! Can't the dead get any rest? OK, darn it; I am getting up. Thanks for the resurrection.
I had trouble accepting that there was no God. I had trouble accepting that there was a God. I asked for a sign from God to help me to understand. I figured what could it hurt since I am only human. I was watching and I saw this very large sign. I was amazed after reading what was on the sign. On it said, "I just hate stupid people, don't you?" It totally shocked me; I didn't know what to do. I tried to find out who had put up the sign. I got a thousand more questions before I lose my mind.
God's rage has already been bought. God's rage is destruction before and foretold. Sometimes love can be about a thought. Love is not always about being told. Jealousy can show that love is caught. But jealousy can put love on hold. Power can bring civilization to naught. Power can be a beautiful thing to behold. Sometimes vengeance can be served hot. Vengeance is not always best serve cold. Peas porridge hot. Peas porridge cold. Satan in the pot over two thousand years old.
Love everything that you say and do. Let your love be an expression of you. Let your hand touch the fertile earth. Caress mother nature for giving you birth.
Awaken your heart by looking deep inside. Love the child that is inside you with pride. One moment of ecstasy can transform you. Listen with your heart and your inner you.
Learn to dance the dance of happy fools. Let the shackles of guilt fall from you. Give the world a beautiful smile of you. Let the world smile love back at you.
Expand not only your mind but heart, too. Enjoy the high of life as love frees you. Let Shiva and Shakti transform you in beauty. Ride the wave of joy in life not duty.
Become one with mother nature and expand the me. Learn to set all your emotions and feelings free. Rediscover your life as it was meant to be. Deepen your intimacy and let your heart see.
The daylight can not remember the darkness of night. It only knows that something does not feel right. The shadows are not dark enough to bring it to light. The day dreams because the darkness was to bright.
The day tries to shake its rattled head in clouds. It feels like it has been captured in shrouds. It hides from the stars because they are too proud. The day tries to comprehend but the night is to loud.
The day knows that it has to get up for the sun. The sun grabs the day and together they both run. The day can feel like the sun will be no fun. The day is not always happy but sometimes stunned.
Daylight is sometimes blamed for the night's pain. Daylight can join the clouds and make it rain. The sun can be aware of day's attempt to refrain. The sun can feel the hurt of lighting's gain.
The night laughs at the day's feeling of unrest. The day knows that is has again failed a test. But the day knows the night is not always blest. The daylight shines knowing eventually it will rest.
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