Sometimes the blues are just a passing bird

At times we will find ourselves discontent, irritable, and generally just blue. The feeling may seem to have come out of nowhere, leaving you confused and a little on edge. It can be scary, at times overwhelming, and downright lonely. During these moments we rely on our mind, asking ourselves questions and using our best … Continue reading Sometimes the blues are just a passing bird

ANTICIPATE THE BRIGHTNESS

More often than not I choose to view difficulties in life as an opportunity for growth. Throughout the struggle, I am in a state of anticipation, knowing that the fight cannot exist forever unless I resign myself to hopelessness, which is an option. It should be noted that hopelessness is only a part of our … Continue reading ANTICIPATE THE BRIGHTNESS

THE GRASS

I fight each day to be a meaningful person. I do not wish to take from anyone, only give the small amount within myself. The point of life is to be useful. The hope in death is that I've given all of myself to the world so that there is nothing left to miss. This … Continue reading THE GRASS

BETWEEN YOU AND ME

I WAS YOUNG AND I WAS A LOVER OF ALL THINGS OBSCURE AND UNFIT FOR THE WORLD MY EYES LONGING AT ONCE TO CAPTURE WHAT MAKES A MAN AND WHO TAKES THE PEARL ONLY THREE-YEARS OF AGE YET I RECALL NATURE IT BECKONED OUR EVERY MOVE THROUGHOUT THE LAND HIS EYES FOCUSED ON HIS HANDS AND HIS … Continue reading BETWEEN YOU AND ME

EVERYTHING IN ITS RIGHT PLACE

I think in many ways that even though the pages of our future are still blank, even though we are still confounded by the unending choices we make that will forever decide our future, even with all of this uncertainty, the pages of our future seem to be written in invisible ink. It’s as if … Continue reading EVERYTHING IN ITS RIGHT PLACE

MY HEART

"There are two things children should get from their parents: roots and wings." — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe I don't deserve to have the mother I do. I don't mean that in a self-deprecating way; Rather I find my mother to be such a rarity that it doesn't seem fair to others that I ended … Continue reading MY HEART

Bravery is Bold | Boldness has Genius

I have documented my mental illness well here on my blog - this little blog I started on an airplane while trying to distract myself from yet another crippling panic attack. I began writing because for most of my life I have felt alone and I needed to connect with people. Throughout my life, I … Continue reading Bravery is Bold | Boldness has Genius