tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34432517916383135742012-02-18T09:56:55.897-08:00Various nonsense, poetry and cacophonous blatherings. I am morose, verbose, and ambidextroose. Care to join me? I love to hear others poems please throw one in! Peace and love.Joynoreply@blogger.comBlogger221100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443251791638313574.post-63405096233471110192008-02-02T16:11:00.000-08:002008-02-02T16:14:46.893-08:00

THinking about cutting down on my psych drugs as some of them have long term side effects. I take Effexor, Wellbutrin, Abilify, Clonazepam,Topomax and Trazadone. That seems like a lot. I can't get off the effexor because the withdrawels are awful, shocking sensations, vision disturbances, feeling horrible/suicidal, etc... I just can't go through it again. I'd like to do without the abilify. If

Joynoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443251791638313574.post-79237767308091020382008-01-28T19:18:00.001-08:002008-01-28T19:22:34.208-08:00

Hey I love my new job. I really feel like I'm helping people. I'm excited to be a part of Project Homeless Connect here in Lane Co. I will be working a booth there. It is awesome, the homeless can come get haircuts, clothes, food, resources, etc...It is held in the county fairgrounds. There should be a few hundred at least, people that is.It snowed, in the Willamette Valley! Schools were closed

Joynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443251791638313574.post-41689549634385620942007-11-18T14:39:00.000-08:002007-11-18T15:01:19.940-08:00

Getting a new job as an MHFRA, that is Mental Health Family Resource Aid. Hope I can do a good job. It involves giving support to other people like me, and helping them with social skills, getting out into the community, etc... Also more pay which is great. I am enjoying the Fall weather, the trees have been in full color all Autumn and it is just lately starting the rain. We all are getting

Joynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443251791638313574.post-8063885330917209202007-08-31T19:24:00.001-07:002007-08-31T19:28:49.184-07:00

I cant believe summer is almost over. I just entered the Mayors art show and find out tomorrow if I make it. Also got elected to board at SAFE and another position as Lane Co rep of some Committee recently. Hope I don't go bonkers but it's fun. LOL sometimes boring. Been painting alot even did Don Quixote and a windmill. Boys are good, Phil is fighting fires, my son. that is. I love the quality

Joynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443251791638313574.post-4051570295052429482007-08-31T19:20:00.000-07:002007-08-31T19:22:31.843-07:00

indecent orange dancing with bright yellowflamesupon my canvas at art therapywe talk of winning the showof learning too slowLily reads my tea leavesyou have money in yourfuturefar away nowI lean over the canvascarefully applyantique goldand smile

Joynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443251791638313574.post-72249646749252313222007-08-18T18:28:00.000-07:002007-08-18T18:30:11.969-07:00

running paintmelting colorsfeel like minegrasp their timeto concentrate the pointof my intentionSunflowers burst forthSeedy and ripeon my pageheavy with paintI run too from you Hide in the stock-stillmomentI dip my brush inamber firemy heart beats at the endof my No 5 brush

Joynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443251791638313574.post-6295958771392685852007-08-18T18:25:00.000-07:002007-08-18T18:26:42.732-07:00

the paint confounds medripping lightlyinto the whiteno!not as I had plannedjust as my lifeveers into unknown territoryI have to make it beautifulhours go byin an instantI work on it

Joynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443251791638313574.post-25743813605967000662007-08-18T18:21:00.000-07:002007-08-18T18:22:50.620-07:00

Joynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443251791638313574.post-6726841716256908892007-07-25T21:35:00.000-07:002007-07-25T21:37:41.803-07:00

who caresno one comesIm the onewho readsI publish poemsthat I peruseno one else will seewhy come to my shitty blognothing here to seeso go awaybefore you comeyou'll be happier, you see

Joynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443251791638313574.post-53645627001442582972007-07-18T19:42:00.000-07:002007-07-18T19:43:53.433-07:00

The Missing Piecegnarled hemispheretangled plaquesomewhere in thereis what I lackmoronic lobetwisted pathwhy does my brain sufferwhat others lackgimme a co cktailgimme some smackgimme some chemicalto make up for this lackso I can go smiling robotic and slack and pick up the piecesthe pieces I lack

Joynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443251791638313574.post-35610431923441011982007-06-13T20:58:00.000-07:002007-06-13T21:00:18.731-07:00

"The chaplain had sinned, and it was good...The chaplain had mastered, in a moment of divine intuition, the handy technique of protective rationalization, and he was exhilarated by his discovery. It was miraculous. It was almost no trick at all, he saw, to turn vice into virtue and slander into truth, impotence into abstinence, arrogance into humility, plunder into philanthropy, thievery into

Joynoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443251791638313574.post-67414253069635318982007-06-01T21:28:00.000-07:002007-06-01T21:36:12.743-07:00

Im a little psychotic today, er, this week. I see the black birds fly overhead and as they go by they change into colorful birds of paradise. The sparrows chirp my name and look into my very soul. If only they spoke English I feel they could tell me so many things. I have spent a lot of time sketching an old cow's skull I have had for years, I collect skulls. I have a mouse, a fox, a cow, deer,

Joynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443251791638313574.post-84328245679627760262007-05-23T18:03:00.000-07:002007-05-23T21:15:05.530-07:00

James! What dead man is in Yossarians tent? When he complains to superiors he is ignored? Is there really a dead man? Is is a delusion? Is he crazy? Do you know what I mean?

Joynoreply@blogger.com39tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443251791638313574.post-57278368174953630402007-05-21T21:42:00.000-07:002007-05-23T19:12:31.424-07:00

sung to the tune of "Debbie" BlondieRadio operator to the towerBlondie's coming' in for a landingOh put your head between your kneesCaused by the vibrations of loveThey're about to shake Dr. Long to pieces(Chorus)Shell-shocked supersonic blondeHyperphonic female Dark sunglasses onEveryone is here to seeHer all-girl rock bandVortex pulls him inVortex spits him

Joynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443251791638313574.post-16657246019725133702007-05-18T15:52:00.000-07:002007-05-18T16:04:54.220-07:00

In Catch-22 by Joseph Heller I am often left dumbfounded by his language. Some of my favorite quotes. "There's no patriotism, that's what it is. And no matriotism, either." "THe Texan turned out to be good-natured, generous and likable. In three days no one could stand him.""I am Captain Yossarian....of the fighting 256th Squadron...that's two to the fighting eighths power....if you're thinking

Joynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443251791638313574.post-4899804129194702482007-05-16T21:38:00.000-07:002007-05-16T21:53:44.460-07:00

The rain in my brainfalls mainly on my paingive me some rain to wash away the stainput the blame on mamecuz I can't take the shameI don't know my nameand I search in vainin vainin vainand herecomesthe trainThe blame for the painis because of the trainthat runs thru my terrainand the main refrain(which always sounds the same says shame, shame, shame you broke your picture framenow bow down for the

Joynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443251791638313574.post-76486953182769641552007-05-15T20:53:00.000-07:002007-05-15T20:58:27.989-07:00

Good day. Did Yoga in the park with a high priestess, June. Felt better because I "forgot" my Klonipin. Also feel much better for real because Cindy is putting me on Ativan instead, she says it's much faster acting than klon. That is a big relief as I have been spontaneously falling asleep in the middle of activities. Not fun. Yesterday I took three naps. Im a wreck. She, Cindy, the pdoc, asked

Joynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443251791638313574.post-58211800301257827472007-05-12T19:33:00.002-07:002007-05-12T19:46:50.931-07:00

When I first started at MT (yes this is my own secret code) I was lost and felt alone. I had been dx as bipolar for about 6 months and on depakote. My hair was falling out, I was fat, I lay around the house most of the day staring, not caring. I started to get into posting on a neat online community called MT. I used to just read mostly. Usually a few posts in the afternoon after finally dragging

Joynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443251791638313574.post-29917316679984483422007-05-12T09:29:00.000-07:002007-05-12T19:24:50.424-07:00

http://music.aol.com/video/you-get-what-you-give/new-radicals/1346417 Hey that didnt work but this is a really good song.

Joynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443251791638313574.post-30159353514048828212007-05-08T20:31:00.001-07:002007-05-08T20:39:20.804-07:00

eyes everywherealias unknownno ones homethe red eye openssearching for mecant let it seei'm here all alonewindows uncurtainedleave too much to seecrouched in the cornerthats meif my soul were unburdenedwould it float to the seasink to the depthswhere i could be freethe unblinking eyekeeps me in my placefrozen in timefrozen in spacei stay in this roomthis cellmy placewith peeling lead paintand

Joynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443251791638313574.post-88682221963056171372007-05-07T22:52:00.002-07:002007-05-08T20:27:07.828-07:00

I am not hereJust a shellMy mind skips like a stoneover smooth waterirretrievable thoughtsoutrace my feelingsand sink to the bottomwhere they glistenbut remain hiddensafe even frommyself

Joynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443251791638313574.post-59556069271088393402007-05-07T21:15:00.001-07:002007-05-07T21:17:08.595-07:00

Stars overheadreel and spinthe blacknesssucks me inI feel my soul slip and swayonly flesh keeps meOr I would fly away

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