I Have A World Of Trouble On My Mind

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Saturday, September 21, 2013

It Is Finished

Terror's nothing new to the world. In fact, it's the same old, same old, but there have been times in history that special people were born into or the terror was deeper, darker. One such example of terror, in recent history, was a time called the Holocaust. Thousands of people became lives who were... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, September 10, 2013

Hope's Gone

In an alley just outside of Central Park three men assaulted me; Anger, Indifference, and Hatred. They stripped me of my possessions and left me for dead. I didn't die but when I regained consciousness I couldn't remember who I was. I tried to find myself in Religion but Buddhism disappointed me and... Sign in to see full entry.

Rage

I'm the deepest pit, one whose bottom is out of sight. The most glaring blue you'll ever see. The black of outer space without a single star. A freezer at 35 degrees below zero. A star, hotter than two million degrees. Sign in to see full entry.

St. Steve's

Strong and ancient is the building, Warm and homey is the ward, Swift and silent are the many hands, Competent and caring are the people. Sign in to see full entry.

Symphonies

Majestic cathredrals, soaring music halls, breath-taking theaters for the works of Bach, Beethoven, and Mozart. Expanding the human consciousness, lifting it on the wings of imagination; feeling joy, or sorrow, or anger, or love in every note. Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, March 25, 2013

It Ends

A pronoun and an adverb; two bitty words, that's all they are. Yet their weight is as great as a mountain. They're in sight as certain as the fall of night. It's a drain, as irreversible as a hurtling train. It's as irrevocable as the legal system. Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, March 16, 2013

Scramble

Too much sleep, too little sleep. Too much medication, too little medication. Trouble reaching station, trouble maintaining station. Why do I try? Insanitie. I wrote this during the early years of my treatment when the doctors were trying to find a chemical mix that would work, positively, on me. Sign in to see full entry.

3/14/13

The last three hours have been wearing emotionally, physically, and at the least, mentally. I'll have to go back to the Market Street library, find out what happened to my notebook. My computer's inoperative because I have forgotten the password that would have let me in. The day after was also... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, March 14, 2013

My condensed version.

One Woman calls me "Liar." A second woman thinks i'm irrevocably sarcastic. D and B and John scare me. because D and John are mountains compared to me. Each of them weighs twice my weight and a large percentage of my height. Sign in to see full entry.

condensed version

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