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I think often I wrote this on the 19TH/08/ 2017! 5 hours ago · City of Salford,



Absent seizures, to Anxiety, disassociation to Autism, to disconnect Dyspraxia, And OCD) the English language is atrocious, (baguette) A French loaf” do we speak French, because English, people make no sense to me. Losing balance after all gravity is moving around us, and how the numbers flicker and become mixed up as you are trying to crack codes, then here comes Dyslexia, in simple terms, one cannot spell basic words, does not apply to me.

However, can you get vocal dyslexia? Ie: thinking at such a fast rate the words come out too quick before one has time to think. Furthermore ADD, to my recent research has links to absent seizures. The eyes go funny, you get a feeling of, euphoria, you become hyper IE: Talking fast, becoming confused losing time. Or is the frontal lobe seizure a spiritual awaking out of body experience or neurology related,

OCD, one has unwanted and repeated thoughts, an imagination that can take Steven King, for his money! :-) Anxiety is fear of the unknown I am not “fearless.” I am a risk taker, however, I do not fear heights , A knock on the head is the reason why some people say to the ignorant brainwashed deluded sheep, you need a bang on the head to wake you up.To wake up to reality, to open you're eyes.



Autism, fragile x syndrome has similar traits, I was tested for fragile syndrome as a child, the results came back as a negative, tested for learning disabilities twice came back I do not have a learning disability, I had two doctors mention twice in my childcare files I have autistic traits, but didn’t diagnose me strange. There was mention I used to dissociate myself from reality as a child and went in my own world. What did those people mean by that?

In relation to a conduct disorder that was also mentioned in my child care files, a conduct disorder is Autism, related. Are they worried about diagnosing me with Asperger’s but saying I have it two years ago, if I was diagnosed the Doctors and ones involved will have no choice but to admit they failed me and exploited my human rights!


They talk in riddles, they make no sense, and they talk mumbo jumbo. Due to the lack of insight and incompetence of the healthcare professionals, I force myself to find out the answers myself of hours of extensive research until I get the answers that can be backed up that is not based on hearsay or speculation or exaggeration.

yellow is the sun which shines over his grave,
red was the blood which ran through his veins,
green was the grass that he smoked to get high,
and, black is bob marley, no woman, no cry.

'Politicans in Ireland talk a load of Shite'

Politicans in Ireland talk a load of shite
They call to your door at election times
Promising you everything in life
You listen attentatively and give them your time
And eventually you give them your vote
They return to the Dail and start to fight
Only because they all think their right
Politicans in Ireland talk a load of shite.

Ireland,it just does'nt seem right
People are starting to worry were they right to vote
They voted Fianne Fail, who have a gall
Because they can't get it right
The taoiseacht at the time
Was busy hidding money,with his past bunny
Only to be found out
So carful were his answers
That it came to light
That Celia bought a beauty parlour
Just to look right
Politicans in Ireland talk a load of shite

The Tribunal for him won't be a win
So he may give up his fight
He has lost all his credability by acting the goat
Funny thing is, he still got your vote
Politicans in Ireland talk a load of shite

I don't like to complain but Bertie should explain
How much pain he has caused for his own gain
You had a responability to this nation
And remember have no notion
Or you would be better off taking a poison potion
Than pushing a posion pen
Politicans in Ireland talk a load of shite

We are a very forgiving Nation,Tolerable one too
So don't be worring Bertie as Mary is doing it too
Her health is not the best,neither is mine
I guess she's filling her pockets with Bertie in mind
Sure Charlie did it for years with no one in mind
So don't be worring Bertie
We all have you on our minds!
Politicans in Ireland talk a load of shite.

I WISH I COULD ALWAYS BE IN A STATE OF GRACE, BUT THATS NOT HOW THE WORLD WORKS!IT IS FILLED FOR THE MOST PART WITH MEANINGLESS JERKS!I WISH EVERYONE WOULD TREAT EACH OTHER NICE,BUT YOU SEE THEM EVERY WEEK WITH A BIG SMILE, AS THEY EXIT THEIR CHURCH,BUT THEN,THE REST OF THE WEEK; THAT SMILE TURNS TO ICE!WISHING IS A GOOD START, BUT THEN YOU HAVE TO STRIVE TO MAKE IT, A REALITY!I PERSONALLY WISH THAT NO ONE ELSE WILL EVER EXPERIENCE; A BROKEN HEART!

How is it how you interact
Can you communicate with ease
Can you deliver what you want known
Or do you just freeze

Do you have a silver tongue
That sneaks behind their guard
An loosens up their credibility
An opens up their heart

Be it the old lady down the road
Or the kid behind the counter
Can you treat both the same
An enjoy the banter

What about the aggro dude
Who's so into himself
Or maybe the ordinary girl
Whose confidence is on the shelf

What about the drunk
Whose life is somewhere lost
Or the rich fella in the suit
Who never wonders about the cost

Be it black white yellow or green
I dont really care
As long as i have interaction
Then communication i"ll share

For everyone has something to offer
No matter how it is portrayed
The value of such does differ
A long as the genuiness is paid

Paid by respect to whats on offer
Simple vision an simple terms
A nod a wink an honest smile
An conversation looms

Trapped I am, trapped I've been,
Trapped again like you never seen,
Dead end job, nine to five,
I do what I can to try to survive.

I'm working class I'd always thought,
Better yourself I was now being taught,
Better yourself and you won't look back,
Gain new knowledge that you know you lack.

They never told me of the price I'd pay,
Losing friends as I moved away,
Away from all I was sure I knew,
Insecure I rapidly grew.

I don't know where I now belong,
For what felt right sure now feels wrong,
For working class I've had too much school,
For academia I'm just a fool.

For a better life I got a fleeting taste,
But as time moved on I've been laid to waste,
My life's imploded like shattered glass,
Who were the fooling I'm working class.

It's cruel, as cruel, as cruel can be,
To get a glimpse of what I could be,
I can't help myself for I must use my head,
I fear that i become again the brain dead.

Essential is the air we breath
Like water is to land
The world rotates with love and anger
Now this I try to understand

I missed a lot on my trip out to California in 2019
I was by myself and I was scared
Scared of getting lost
Scared of bums
If I would have had a navigation system on a cell phone
It could have been more fun
Disneyland
Hollywood walk of stars
Lots of stuff around San Francisco
But I just stayed on 101
Drove to San Francisco and got lost downtown for an hour
Now I have a cell phone to help me navigate Maine
And all the stuff out that way
New York City maybe
But
I have to figure it out first!

Through the maze
of uncertiantys
through the pain
and the fear
through the valley
of broken promises
and the friendships
they wear
on the banks
of wishfull thinking
with MY bridges
burning clear
I slowly
start to wonder
why
am i here

Wisdom whispers in your ear
Tells you in a soft voice
All you need to hear
When you make the wrong choice
Let’s make one thing clear
If you only listen to yourself
You don’t have much to fear
Life can throw a few curves
You swing you miss they jeer
And just as quickly you swerve
Hit a home run and they cheer
So…when wisdom whispers in your ear
Let it tell you in the softest tones
Words you will hold so dear