His writings speak to me like a ghostly whisper, read this, it will grasp your soul is everything beautiful?
I know you wrote this …Wall~
I didn’t….,
Category Archives: Bipolar Disorder
~Short Important Words of Advice~SoTrue!
No one likes rejection. After so many times it’s hard to take. Then you finally say enough~
No one wants to be made fun of because they love. Laughed at because they’re different.
No one likes to be teased makes the other person leave~
No one wants to really say goodbye sometimes though you have to try~
No one wants to fool themselves they don’t want to play the fool for the entertainment of those who just hurt~
Love me, or Don’t but stop dragging my heart around~
~Sorrow~
Beauty beseech far to reachOh the darkness clouds thy eyes~Doth thy will attain thy strength
Although thy spirit invisible?And doth thy plight sustain~
Or does all these feelings slowly drain?
Take hold thy grasp yet weak
Thy voice a whisper speak~
Angst, frailty, melancholy felt
Yet not thy hope near? Instead always chasing way fear?
Thy broken wings yet mend
Ah…breath does make thy chest heave~lying there … You grieve~
Thy tears flow, thy sadness grow
Tossing this life to, fro….. All this while not a soul know?
Yet quiet all this time, harbor thy pain
Ah yes…. this feeling doth slowly drain~
Down pouring of sorrows rain
tears, from years, from fears
Must thy life stride in vain?
Awake… Awake…. Awake!
Grab hold, steadfast…. Break this sadness pray tell at last~
You are the one when this day done
Must live With, contrite, alone?
Contrary there such…
Strive mere mortal, of thy flesh and bone, but remember thy not alone…
~No these struggles many face~
Magnitudes hath filled this space
Far to many visit this place
But Remember thy not alone~
Mere mortal of flesh and bone
Remember I say yet again thy not alone… Thy not alone~
Not For Reproduction~NJM~
NJM~ Quotes~Age & Love~Politics~
Love doesn’t live in digits it surpasses age, transcends boundaries, forgets time. Numbers are numbers. Never be afraid to love.
~NJM~Quotes~Historyof Men and God~
God created man in his own image? What they don’t tell you is the copy is no where near the original~NJM~
~Tongues’ of Fire~
The power of love A force from above
Cleaning my soul
Flame on burn desire
Love with tongues of fire
Purge the soul
Make love our goal
The power of love
We walked the isle
Prisms of light
Angelic smile
A King
A Queen
Long ago
Exist
Once below
Now above
A sky-scraping dove
Incarnated in flight
A fleet of kneeling knight
I’ve searched the castle
Looking for you
There……
Flame on, burn desire
Love With tonges of
fire
Come to Me
Prism of light
Ceilings of gold
History of us always be told
Come to me my sweetest friend
Can you feel my heart again
I’ll take you back where you belong
And this will be our favorite song
Prisms of light
Coronations plight
I put up no fight
Two lands join as one
Our life had just begun
Ceilings so high
I feel you draw nigh
From beyond long ago
I’m always stepping fast
You’re never far behind
This heavenly past
How this cosmic dance Devine
Can make time so unkind
Come to me with secrets bare
I love you more so don’t be scared
And when we’re old and near the end
Well go home and start again
With the power of love
A force from above
Crowns of gold
Our story so old
Lifetimes come each century
Can it capture yet again what was you & me
Flames of desire
Love with Tongues set a fire
Come near to me my love
Purge our soul
Make love our goal
The power of love sets
Eternally my love
Each lifetime fades it fast
Make our love of long last
Purge each lifetimes soul Make love our goal
Flames of desire
Set tongues of fire
Come to me best friend
Come sing our song again
May we never end
Lifetimes reign
one day again lay claim
Long may we Reign
Passionate desire
Set tongues of fire
Eternal flame
Loves other name
Play the chess game
Checkmate Sire
Flame on burn desire
Love with tongues of fire~
Not for Reproduction
~NJM~
~A King’s Desire~
A swiftness to your speech
Proclivity to your touch
Behind my ear a whisper clear
I feel your need as you draw near
Hot breath behind my neck
The persistence in your grasp
You unarm me by slow movement; poignant sly
Cunning sensuous
Am I meant for this?
To be for you
In waking life in dream too
I bow beneath your weight
As you vigorously guide the lead
I am feeling as though I’m your prized steed
Riding through this lust slow yet posthaste
I forgot just how you love this place between the peaks and valleys down below
You know I am the only one to fully fill your need
Allowing you to take me there upon my soul you feed
I give you freely what you covet most
Think me more than a sexual host
An equal is what I am you see, I’m vivacious tenacious and quick on my move I’ll spin you around crawl your walls
Take you down
As kings and queens both wear a crown
NJM~Personal Quotes~
Sometimes festering in your own shit,covered inherently in your ignorant deceit may you look in the mirror & realize it’s time to come clean~
~Restless sleep full Moon~
I can’t sleep. The full moon brings energy. Further more I was attacked physically by my WASBAND.
Yes wasband. Not x husband he is a was now no longer.
I am sure my PTSD IS FULL FLARE and I’m alert waiting thinking and having night terrors.
I’m watching karma eat him up, I don’t want my son to be a casualty.
But he has been mind Fucked to a point of a possible NO RETURN. It’s killing me inside.
That’s all I can say. I ask that you pray. Pray for my son, to have clarity of mind and safety.
Well insomniac signing off. Forgive typos I am writing in the dark.
~What Defines You? Poetic Thoughts for the New Year~
What Defines Us?
I seem to leave little things at important places.
My things find their way back.
Yes I gave my things personality , Feeling, being therefore I use the word “their”
Why? I see those objects as remnants of me.
Our things ? Does certain objects you have define you?
Does your car define you?
Your home?
Your special collections of themes?
Your purse?
Wallet?
Cloths?
Music?
Others…. friends?
Or does God define you?
Your spirit, your cosmic master?
I would like to say that my God and spirituality define me.
Lately I’m stagnate, without inspiration, dry.
I began to think what defines me? In Defining me I realized things, little things and my mistakes, my own guilt, my lack of forgiveness for myself and others are defining me.
In this upcoming year I want to break free, I want to reach goals. However,
We are our worst critic. In your head both the judge and jury convict you daily, hourly.
The funny thing is we are forgiven. On the basic principle of grace, benevolence of God or what you believe to be God your positive love that resides in you since your birth. The light .
I find in observation that often We let others define us? Then we have our personal critic in our head condemning us on a second by minute basis. So does…..Our possessions do they define us?
Our past?
Why is the future so hard to see?
Goals hard to reach?
Even love, self love so hard to find? To define us.
……. leaves only an expression of the unique difference and evermore the commonality of what is you and what is me.
I find my words have weight after they’re read, planting seeds, leaving questions…..
Poetic thoughts
From my bipolar mind, my
PTSD summoned by panic attacks reaching depths of me I didn’t know existed.
Mercurial is a word to describe me in many ways.
Describe. Is describing also defining?
I think so, add that to the list.
A never ending list
That evolves
Changes each second
Each breath.
Leaving us a question that begs an answer as the New Year approaches. For me the New Year is also the day of my birth, as well as the day my Dad died. I find meaning , I find signs from that experience that defines me in many ways each year. The New Year… my birthday is bitter sweet, because it reminds me that my Dad is dead, gone, and he made his exit out of this existence on the very day that I began mine. The day that everyone makes New Year resolutions that will in many ways define you. I pray the upcoming New Year brings rebirth and prosperous healthy harmonious life to you, in doing I ask what defines you?
Bipolar Tapestry~Poetic Thoughts 