My Memories- Chosen Self

The athlete, the competitor, flaunter, tease, academic, worker, they all found time to be present. In experiencing life with all these spirits, I learned a great deal about compassion, pain, and cries from within. What others didn't see, I saw magnified.

Poetry- Resolved In Fire

Conversations cease In quiet ravines And distance closes gaps. I am Pluto. You the sun. To address how far we've run.

Bipolar Living- Speechless

Is this a meltdown of sorts? For the first time in my life, I am crying out to myself- not a doctor, not family, not even God. I am internally wailing at myself to wake up, to feel, to live. Yet, I have zero response in me.

Random Thoughts -I Am Not A Racist.

Americans seem to live in a selfish bubble at this time. Unaware of the world in chaos and pain. What some endure today is far greater pain than anything we can comprehend.

Bipolar Life- The Journal #75-Emerging

There is darkness in information overload, constant debating turned confrontation and reading the barrage of opinions and rude remarks. We listen, unpack, then regurgitate it back to the masses. All the while, filling our thoughts with worldly nonsense in a brain not capable of holding more. Processing is a function that tires you out. If you don't prioritize your ideas, you will lose ground in mental clarity and stability.

Random Thoughts- Apologies Unheard

You want a friend to believe in you? I am here. You want to take a moment to see another story than your's, I'm here. We can qualify the narrative that power, greed, and brutality exists among those in positions of trust.