Painting My Dreamscapes

I think I can say, with relative certainty, that no one, aside from me and Ivan, is aware of the fact that I have hyper-realistic, vivid and vibrant dreams… 1,355 more words


Depression Day/Night 4.

In the tranquil setting of my room with the night and its alluring darkness I lose myself in the train of thought regarding what can be one’s purpose of life. 299 more words


Praising the LORD!

Reading:                                        Psalm 103                                                                  

Of David.

 (Verses 1-6)

Praise the LORD, my soul;
all my inmost being, praise his holy name.
Praise the L…
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It is always okay to let your feelings, emotions, thoughts out. Let it pour like a waterfall, let it rage like the oceans, let it flow like the streams. 182 more words


Meet Me at Penn Station

Meet me at Penn Station
I’ll be wearing a broken-in
well-loved hat
that tells stories
of Cape Cod
salty memories.

My mind will rest above… 178 more words

The wind

It was a gust of wind
that finally knocked me over.

I appeared, wind-blown and hungry.
Starved, from the winter-long

You, a feast for eyes and soul. 188 more words

The Science Of Crying.

The Science of Crying. Tears Can Reboot your Genetic Code!

Repression kills our emotions. All of them. Our sadness, despair and abandonment, are all safely locked away, out of site and out of our conscious mind.   755 more words