~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~

~Bipolar,The Unique Truth about the illness and my theories~

First I urge you the reader to watch a movie called “Touched by Fire” with Katie Holmes… the depiction of the two characters bring this post together. They are two bipolar individuals that’s all I will say. Watch it.

Bipolar the unique truth
Truth is there are many bipolar people with a unique gifts of art, it springs forth from our well to bring to life what we hope others will get, will understand.
I write poetry through my heart

My veins, my brain. Some other bipolar people paint, some sing, some Dance, some sculpt, and others like me, the countless thousands that write.
I consider myself a warrior fighting a cause trying to educate and break mental health stigma I also bring my demons out to display for all to see. That’s pretty ugly and unique. Hang it all out, air the bullshit I fester in at times, don’t we all?
Here is the thing, even warriors get weary and tired, and at times may even feel defeated.
I feel this as I write it, however by days end I’ll feel completely opposite I will feel empowered.
You may be a bipolar person, however every one of us is so unique so very unique.

I have been told all my

Life I have a switch, like a light switch that goes off if I’m done such as with let’s say …chemical addiction I am addicted for awhile to some drugs as an example. Cocaine, ecstasy, acid that kind of stuff I did at various times of my life, only to put it down. Still down over 15 years or more to this point and I pray it will always stick, it has thus far.
Now Mary Jane is like a best friend that I can hug goodbye, then check up on Mary Jane and alas, we have a long visit. Then I hug her again. Only to keep visiting.
Longest I ever told Mary Jane see you later I didn’t see her for 5 years….. that’s along time.
I’m similar with cigarettes but I have never been a real lifer for cigarettes.
I pick those up during stressful times. Like a switch I turn it back off till it illuminates again and the switch is turned on….. hey maybe it’s a glitch…

Today is the full moon. The moon affects bipolar people.
Say what you will, the cosmic energy changes the ebb and the flow of the ocean and pulls stronger because we are closer to our moon. If it affects a huge ocean then I view it as ……how much more can it affect us little humans. I mean come on it’s pulling an ocean sitting by us you think it don’t affect us, Ha. Ok.
Anyway these are my theories. Adopt them as your own if it rings true. Examine it if it doesn’t.
For some the full moon energizes their soul, others melancholia, others deep depression.
It is a shackle. I have theories about mental illness for a very long time. We live in a multidimensional world.
I often wondered if the mentally ill are tapping into the other dimensions the ones that others can’t hear, see, or feel.

I have others who have witnessed phenomena in me with regard to two things, first I seem to affect electrical currents in my area around me lights and such . Second the ability to tell you about something important that is gonna happen if you’re close to me.

This has been witnessed and many can tell you, yep she does.
This only started again, notice I said again, yes again after 3 years. See I was away around lies and deceit for the duration of my marriages, I listened and bought into the lies …. then I broke free after my divorce…for the last three years of my life, I stopped listening to lies, I’m in what I call a spiritual cleanse zone.
I can do things others can’t or maybe they can I haven’t met them yet, do you have phenomena too? just like I have , are you bipolar and have a phenomenon like myself which only adds to what I feel is extremely unique.
I had gifts when I was younger and not tainted by this world nor afflicted with atrocious disease of the mind. I prayed and meditated for hours in nature back then. My gifts at its apex. But years of hearing and buying into those lies affected my gifts. We all have some kinda strange gift if you tap into it.
Removing yourself from all lies or to recognize lies(spirit bares witness to others) the lies others speak you will and can know. But how do you know if they are lying?
For me It’s a silent “I know”.A feeling a sensation I pick up on.
Sometimes it’s just a quick whispers brief then gone.
This is me. This is how I am navigating my outer worldly experience. The queue’s I receive.
I don’t dabble in dark arts. My mother did. She was sought after on the bayous of Louisiana. People come from all over the bayou to see her. To hear what she had to say.
She then had a change of heart made me burn all my albums( so long ago lol albums) all my records.
I couldn’t wear pants anymore and I got to go to 6 th grade at a weird school from the church she joined. It was Like a mixture of Assembly of God or Pentecostal type of practice.
Yet I survived my crazy ass formidable young years as best I could, well that was until I revolted and got married at 14.
I was rebellious, against the grain. I think that was a charismatic draw when I was younger I had a few select friends.
Wherever we went, when we arrived the party started and most flocked to me it flowed… it was a powerful feeling.
So see yours may be different it’s why I have given you a quick narrative of my life.
So how are the meds going? Well? What was your cost? Mine was feelings, eyesight, weight, rapid weight gain. A few more add on’s.
My meds are Lamictal, Serquel, Clonopin. Not to mention pain meds for another condition.
Cool fact I’ve only had three cavities. My mom was big about brushing my damn teeth.
Hey! I have a bright smile. That is if I’m not in one of the many moods that flow through me every hour. Yes every hour.
See another difference. My Mind is in a variation or some would say rapid cycle.
Yours may be still, constant depressed, or you could be in a full blown manic episode.
In order to make any stride In Breaking stigma we must begin to be honest with ourselves.
We walk blindly sometimes through a day our thoughts jumbled.
But are we living our truth, bearing the scars and being open about your unique illness and the unique art it invokes in you.
Can we all feel empowered always, the answer is No. however we can strive, press onward.
For us our creativity and our illness make us so unique, so let your colors out and color outside the lines.
Don’t be afraid, we all have at one time or another. However, this is coming from someone who has had a rough ride getting to this place of complete honesty.
A place to tell my story without fear. Worry about nothing, care about most things, leave the rest behind. That’s my quote…
Thanks for stopping in and reading my post.
Have a beautiful day and watch out for our full moon tonight!

~NJM~ Quotes~

Your life is not yours, it is a series of events you walk through blindly.Deceiving yourself thinking your eyes were open~that’s truth~NJM~

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Lyrics of One of Another Fave old Songs~Stevie Nicks a.k.a the White Witch~Landslide~ with link~

In the concert she dedicates the song to her Daddy…. although not In Lyrics if you have the original album it starts off “this is for you daddy” which indicates she was very close to her daddy and how he loved~ enjoy~

~This ones for you Daddy~

I took my love, I took it down
Climbed a mountain and I turned around

And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills

‘Til the landslide brought it down

Oh, mirror in the sky

What is love?

Can the child within my heart rise above?

Can I sail through the changin’ ocean tides?

Can I handle the seasons of my life?

Well, I’ve been afraid of changin’

‘Cause I’ve built my life around you

But time makes you bolder

Even children get older

And I’m getting older, too

Well, I’ve been afraid of changin’

‘Cause I’ve built my life around you

But time makes you bolder

Even children get older

And I’m getting older, too

Oh, I’m getting older, too

I took my love, I took it down

I climbed a mountain and I turned around

And if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills

Well the landslide will bring it down

And if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills

Well the landslide will bring it down

Oh, the landslide will bring it down

Songwriters: Stevie Nicks

https://youtu.be/lI95V20Tixo
Landslide lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

~If you Missed today’s Show Moments of Clarity~I’ll be there visiting her on July 13th~See you there!

If you couldn’t catch me and Tiffany live today go here and catch podcast at momentsofclaritywithtiffany.com podcast will be saved on the web page and also on tantalk1340.com

I’ll be on again in a few weeks sometimes more.

Pod cast
I look forward to the venture with Moments of Clarity with Tiffany Werhner she is amazing and we are on a mission.

~I Fell on Black Days~

How would I know that this would be my fate?

So I am reading blogs I follow I come acros ~In the sky~ on the blog I follow https://andeverythingisbeautiful.wordpress.com/

I left a comment I am not sure he allows my comments to be viewed~

Chris Cornell was my main man when I listened to Soundgarden…. my anthem song was ~Black Days~

I would play it and sing loudly as a true prayer as I road to work each day in Paducah Kentucky.

I felt the song, the lyrics the cries and message in the song.

Any way I’m posting my comment I left on the blog ~And Everthing is Beautiful~ incase he don’t approve it.

Here is what I ………

FUCK!!!!!this is why I don’t watch the news! When I hear these things I get confused. I gamble my life and romance suicide often without anyone knowing. I learned to keep quiet. A steady crappy diet of shit that you can’t take. Perhaps it is my genre the gen Xers to take. We lived through huge change and battles & fears the tears all the years and you look up and see you lived half your life for sure, and you just stop wondering what it’s all for. I keep candles burning Day and night in remembrance of all I have lost to the grave.

Suppose there no words spoken to save.

R.I.P Chris Cornell

See ya soon……

~Spit It Out~Write~

Spit it out

Put it on paper
Someone will read it sooner or later~
Thoughts swirl around
Ideas kept inside
Don’t be afraid to speak out
Don’t run and hide ~
Spew it forth tear it from your soul
Lest you forget to write it down
less regress
Grow old~
There is benefit in most all that you read
Whether the subject is controversial or definitely agreed~
You have an opinion don’t we all?
So stop write it down
Soon or later perhaps when your long gone your words still exist
And that part of you lives on~
Your Essence ignites what you stood for while you lived the things often scared to share, to process, to give~
Spit it out, spew it forth, write!
Write it down
It will be heard
One day to be found~
Words hold your meaning
Words Paint your life
Words are your magic
Cast your spell
Plant the seed
It may grow take root
And the whole world one day may read~So Write!
This is not for recognition as much as for you, for you are your art..
But these words you may write is a testament, it’s your part~

Spit it out, spew it forth

Put it on paper
Someone will read it sooner or later~

~Quotes~NJM~

~Only the Joyrney is written, not the destination~Chose your roads wisely~NJM~