If one has a buddy who is close enough to get under your skin, you FEEL PAIN but not necessarily despair. For those who feel “bullied”- I wish you could feel what I feel with my wife of TEN years. It HURTS and does hurt OFTEN. That is because my wife, as cool as she is and as difficult as a bond between a guy and woman is- she has it even worse. She was in an accident. She lived. She has a TBI- head injury. She is more… mean.
So I hear of bullying. Yeah? I won’t belittle that! Not even in a young person. But if I am not ending my life, are you the least bit curious what I live for? I mean, the accident virtually killed my wife. I am living with her reincarnation in my same life. I am dedicated to her. It hurts being “the good guy”, faithful and lonely. I have a ghost. That is my buddy.
Want to make fun? Its like… Jesus. Only who knows who he was? Lived 33 years… Feasted with his ENTOURAGE, got arrested, slapped, humiliated… segregated…
B u l l i e d…
Sentenced unfairly. Alone. NO ONE was his friend. Now he is mine. My… Takiri… Teacher, friend. Inside.
Those are my thoughts
He helps me with my thoughts to
My thoughts defend me
To tell you the truth, “suicide” is not real. But harming yourself is. THAT is the thing to avoid. Harm unto death is the thing people mean by “suicide” but also they mean to imply life is “doable” always.
Hm. There is a death I chose. Not suicide. Not homocide. “Death to self”…
Death to self is giving up OWNERSHIP of your body without being harsh. Scripture and my spirit tell me that death to self and death to sin is very close to what some Buddhists do or crave. To escape “fairly” and REALLY.
One escape is in meditative breathing. Mayahana. Its not religious. YouTube it. That’s gold! My advice. “Thich Naht Hahn”.
My advice is to see your unhealthy relationships where LOVE STILL EXISTS MUTUALLY as “SPARRING”- to be immune to:
My conscience INSISTS that I WRITE that above all, entwined with all- is one name… translates thousands of ways. My Real Lord (Vader is fiction. This one is so much tougher AND PUSHY-
WAY TRUTH LIFE JESUS
Some sneer, “He’s the only way.”- but forget to add that he not only lived, died, resurrected for real… he ascended… became one with everything just like the Dali Lama likes his hot dog…
One… With everything
Take my teacher’s hand
Like Terminator he may say:
“Come with me if you want to live.”
I have self harm scars. Big deal.
The Christ bore piercings like you wouldn’t (effing) believe
He also spent 36 months healing with power we know is real according to Eastern science only he was AMPED. PURE. Not a molester, or a killer. Not a coward. And yes he did have A LOT TO SAY but was no Tool…
He was the Snuffed Rooster
Announcing the Day
Declaring power over death
You know Judas- he was sorry he turned on Jesus. He carried more than what was written. Bible does NOT say he went down to hell as Catholics say. Bible says he “went to where he belongs”. He may have cast out demons, healed. He was still human and serves as a warning for Christians I think that we are able to fall and die by our own plan. Yikes. That is bad enough to feel despair and die.
So I don’t stray, pay a prostitute, own a GUN- all those can
Bump Set Spike me
I am terrified but not of death
I am terrified of failure to saueeze thru LIFE
I’m so SAD
My wife was beautiful
I just have to be flexible and
Endure pain (Hemophilia H.A.E.) , PTSD from almost bleeding to death
I’m not going to suicide
I am going to suffer…
Still… Its only a matter of time before sensations CHANGE and I sleep
Yesterday was blindingly PAINFUL… I was at a birthday party. My wife R was sitting there and a family member, drunk, pulled back on her neck
I wanted to die… That stopped. You see, a brain injury is worsened by dipshits who grab the neck- vertebrae
My wife woke up THIS MORNING CRYING AND SCREAMING
I HAD A PANIC ATTACK
WANTED TO DIE… It subsided
My mind said:
Play Angry Birds
Drink a Pepsi
So I did
That was my Takiri… My other… The living essence of Jesus. He doesnt play those games. I do. They help neural processes for ME…
So that I do not LOSE IT and fight with R over screaming that is not her fault and…
I WILL BE AVENGED in an appropriate way … Not by my effort
God’s vengenge finds a FIT
NOT LIKE Tv weirdo yells about. Tele tubby thumpers
I have been disciplined by God
I kind of tried to drown myself
Then thought NO
I WAS IN THE OCEAN
I still wonder if I did not die and THIS is a place beyond death
Why try again if I’m dead?
I am convinced I died
I dont mention that publicly
Nor the angels I meet
Do you want to never suicide?
High five the Christ and die like every hour
Thats where I am at
And sometimes I wonder if hell isn’t a better place for me because I’m 95% immune to pain
I’m a little mixed up
Hell paintings are COOL
I think God is a hallowed master over horrors and beautiful eternal dreams
Follow this light
If you want to live
I like people
I hate evil
But I love people
I need them
I am listening to Red Hot Chili Peppers
You HATE THEM?? WHYYYY??!!!! Hahaha!!!
You know most people say sh*t like, “Just get better.” ha. Hahaha ho ho HO!
You can make someone ELSE better- you’re fine enough
Visit/ volunteer at the VA-
Can you stomach war stories?
WHAT DO VETS AND RARE disease warriors have in common?
You non-vet sufferers have strength in “death-pursuit PTSD”- doctors DO NOT SEE you are vet-compatible with your OWN PTSD
Don’t get an OKAY from your doctor
Walk in to a VA
Why not? You get kicked out of hospital rooms anyway. Shit. Shiiiiiiiiiiiite it! Join WARS
A vet doubts differently
You wonder if you will MAKE it
A vet who is not giving UP- THAT is the key
Don’t befriend a bitter too-lost guy
A vet won’t let you fuckin say DIE
Better yet, find a military medic
Go go go!
Take… Your time
You can be late…
Choice is yours
I have rare disease HAE 01
OOOooo… a fun-learn for docs until you seem to have “too many psyche issues”
The morning has deception spikes
Use the pain
To write this IN INK
Visit (not call) the local VA hospital
I dont have a car
I plan to take Tri-Met bus there with money for lunch
My brain’s EMP will make a difference
Cant kick me out
I was referred by a vet to help
No fooling around or trespassing down halls
Maybe I will call first
But you get middle man, busy, working hard
Maybe you can get your degree in psychology, too… you’ve learned to ride the body and what you DO to cope is in YOUR SPEECH
A vet + rare disease commoner person = two black boxes cancelling out
Or join the circus and watch the trapeze girl… hot! Yeah… you could be a clown in a chair screaming “O god. The pain!!”
Anyone with long-term PTSD who you can visit will also visit you
My home-visiting RN was a medic. Navy. He saw men drown in the 1990s. It got international attention. It changed him. HE adapted. Adaptation to trauma in a positive way is a family trait of people who believe in God and do right.
So I cannot explain how it works except that “death winds” do not co-exist… PTSD POWER can be expressed like toothpaste from a tube. Mixed like #Aquafresh
Someone already understands you enough and many of them are patients. One thing- some people use heroin and crack for PTSD… if you hear a vet speak of that, its not common- run. Opiates lead down. Uppers leads to opiates.
“Chemicals and fun-juices” in the body are very hard to ID. Talk therapy exceeds a shrink. They are good, but 100% of therapists urge that relationships make health better.
A handbook on this is Art of War by Sun Tzu. Just kidding! Read a psalm. Tear a page out of a bible. Psalm. Proverb. Ecclesiastes. Genesis. Gospel of John. But don’t sit and read to find answers. Live out the answer. Its in you
Cults in the USA abuse people
Janet did work that said “No”
I have seen “cult”
I painted a picture of a girl in court
Survivor with daddy
Are there happy endings?
There are living endings
There IS reality
There is a katakujutsu that is unschooled
Who was Janet Reno?
My face and unlit cig
Thank God for watchers that tough!
Living in a cult is-
“Thank you, O | The Reality | for Reno. ‘Winner’.”
– Andrew HarrisΩn, Oregon
Non-denominational psycho-cult survivor
Before I woke up this morning
I had a special dream
In my dream, a blonde out of copper-tone uniform was in my dreamy bedroom
I guess my dream merged with a civil servant’s
Police ladies have commented before that I am fit…
Americans seem to think police are a drag
I like em
And now that I am practicing kisses in my theta-states of imagination, and seeing a weary girl soldier look at me that way…
I do wonder!
In my dream, my gf’s friend knocked on the door
I said, “Oh no!”
Off sister said:
(Smiled and psychic said, “I’m not moving.”)
So I let the friend in, who just sat there in the way like some gf friends do when they fantasize
Non contact 3-way!!!
That, for me, is every day
Romance pulsar in my bod
Oh I am already..
Poly Gamer in da head
Ladies College Girls No Sticky Crazy Lovers.
Get in my jacuzzi.
Get in my bed.
I kiss you for you, Crackerjacker whammer slammer CHICK
MY WHOLE BODY IS A-
Pickle Tickle… hold on
You.. You.. and especially you
I an Blue Krishna.
I love girl cop FLESH
I wanna put a hand
A hand on your GUN HIP
Hug me hard
Chief focus of this morning’s dream
Was to kiss you like a kiss of cream
Prisoner of love
If you want to talk about your NEEDS, Ofc. Ette, fem solid gravity yet Tinkerbell petite… I offer shiatsu mastery
And topless, chest to the towel back adjustments
Free for civil lady
Guy cops- find an equally devout commoner lady like Szu Sehn Chan the barbar on 17th
Its hard to like an Officer girl woman laser lady- her bros of Force could tazer muh balls or make fun of her
I want I want I want
A blue laser in my room
If you hate cops, well ha- I have a use fir me on ironman | Fe | + male luxury ladies
Their job? No uniforms allowed in my shower
Death smells so good as I wash her hair and Scooby Do her Scrappy-hey. Hey
I am more than horny
I am slap-my-knee happy
Kiss n spank a thigh
On a gal and not Ahnah Gai
Officer Lovely Locks…
Come again to my dreams
Naughty Steel Worker Andy
Railing photo memorial
That what I think
So I web log
For the 8th time
Not including city e-mails
To nice ol’ SF
That living photos
The greatest American not-blog
The deceadants appeared
A Christmas home
A real heart wrencher
To a lost sheep
TO MAKE THAT MORBIDITY PEEL RIGHT OFF
Or do we enjoy
Autonomous autoviolent video
On YooHoo tuber?
I do not
Suicide is too “too”
For that Bay Area
I am guessing
A weird freedom
It would be cooler
Cooler to challenge
One’s own spirit
As it is
What they need and want
Insanity sugar coated?
Looney Tunes “Now I’ve seen everything”… Aaaaaaaaaaa… * BURST *
Ship cruise up
Why not leave the fallen leaf
Why scoop up biological mass?
167lb young male
110lb young female
Brady Bunch it
Why not have Mike Carol Alice Cindy Bobby Greg Marsha Peter Jan and Tiger all go over together?
Like the great accident in 1824 AD during the Great Depression
Casualties did not exceed what was expected
The bridge glory
Illusion of grandeur
Is natinally known
Help has arrived
From the East
I am Thich Quack Duck
The non aqueous non immolater Mayahana crimson lotus maybe-maker
I say YouTube: Mapo
Or we will never see a decrease
Or just “hope” elsewise
Never too late
Writing this kills me
Its so boring
And I am not sure jumping is ultimately bad
But for Coast Guard ptsd I write
Abramovic therapy is to count them
I count an “all”
I keep an “all”
God bless bloody young babes and meaty ladies I go “gaga” for
I am spoken for- yet my sibling chivalry proceedeth in the romance of lotus, wine and thorns
And visceral CARING ladies of China wall-walk… where do they come from?
Got.. Shut down
I’d crawl the wall just to see her 1/16 of a nano meter away, pass thru her vision of fleish as a Casper and… I don’t know…
Ask her to tango
She looks young
I’d like to discuss a few brands
I’m not sorry
I am just
Performing wild and vividly and not often
The words I use are hell branded air anyway
I adore sangre essence
It IS IN MY visceral all
It is living messenger, liquid, warm, tacky, sticky… IN MY residence
Where did she pick that idea up?
It is white blood
Dry white blood food
You can eat a dry grain
It takes a while to simmer in your mouth
Happy little maggot mummies
I am prone to auto-hallucination, knowing it is not fly babies
This HELPS, Marina
I have very bad ptsd
I have hereditary angioedema and at age 14- I bled internally.. my blood plasma in AGGREGATE entered my abdominal cavity circumcising my hara
Auto hara kiri non suicide hypovolemic shock
Phoenix in me flashing
Heart in spiral
Fear greater than pain
Sheer horror, luminous sibling…
You are part of my salvation experience
I love you
Cannot see it
Must be there
annot hear you!!
ow do you know??
OH YOU JUST FIGURE it OUT.
Flat Zenith pow-pow