I am wandering
A somber ponder
Days become shorter
My nights have grown longer
Off I go…
Spirited far far away from here
Nothingness is here
Here is clear as day
Gone tomorrow…
Wandering far far away.
-Nina
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Journal Nov 4 2023
Good morning world. This morning I’m pretty tired. Decided to start my day at 2:30 am but I’m glad I did because I’m here now. Dear GOD how Ive missed this outlet. I am back but I dont know where to begin… Ive had my serious struggles staying sober but today I arise clean and over a year clean and sober… Trying to return to WordPress… I’m always at crossroads in life and theres no way to explain what I have been going through the past several years in one post, ups and downs… friendships and endings, beautiful things… painful things. But yeah… Regardless I am Sober… Sober is good. Good morning world!
Today I type from the heart of downtown Vancity; My home and has always been. It is pouring rain which is always my favorite weather; so peaceful… Just darkness… and quiet at 5:30 am on a Saturday morning. I dont got much to do today but kick it. My life is fairly simple these days. Routines that keep me sane. Wait a minute sane? Who am I kidding! I’m not working… Not hustling… Just gliding by through these days and times. Definitely not sane though lol…
I have been trying to stay up on my graffiti and other art that I post on Instagram but now maybe I’ll begin posting it here again… I love art, expression. And will always be a part of my life no matter the medium or app I use to share with the world. Am I taking it as serious as I should though? Probably not. Please Creator let me find my passion and inspiration again. Help me find my joy and peace. Art is my peace…
Welcome me back if you guys remember me…
Returning
There’s something strange about returning to WordPress.
It had brought me so much peace. I had originally created this site living in a homeless shelter and planned to document my life living on the streets… I’m not sure how long exactly I was homeless at the time. Maybe 6 months or so… But I prevailed. From living in different shelters. To eventually buying an RV. To eventually getting a housing subsidy and renting the perfect suite. Then I had a home…
I would drink a lot during my years there but blogging was always there. I would wake up hungover and immediately go to WordPress and found so much joy in making and sharing blog posts. I truly loved it. And now I miss the feeling of it; I miss the satisfying post button… It was especially nice to be posting from my own home. Not the coffee shop WiFi next to the shelter, Or my girlfriend’s house.
On WordPress you create your own little archived world. It can truly be a beautiful thing. To profess what you go through and what you stand for and what you’d like to create. I want to return… So I guess I’m back.
Illest kid filled with bliss.
My dreams escape and influence pages;
Sparked like the sage is
Im the flyest livewire
Thick haze; sharp like switch blade
Untouchable.
Deluxe Triple XL clothes so Im comfortable
If There Was Only Peace
I dream of a world where the youth can grow
Every answer is yes and the evil unknown
Rivers are healthy and so is the sky
Nobody worries about if we die
I dream that war is a mythical tale
Never experienced unthinkable hell
We dont eat meat; the animals are too sacred
At a certain age everyone is awakened
Two spirited and mental are no longer a flaw
In fact now they are given the medicinal jobs
I wake up this morning and bow on my knees
Oh this world… If Only There Was peace.
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Infinite black skies as I arise; No more need to why
As I search for my finds; Awake by design-mind
Zen like street light as the trees sway in the breeze
Darkest night; sparked as words take flight
Nuero receptors part like the red sea; calm and deadly
Medley for a monk; a mantra like funk
Tough luck and taken as a blessing
Heal and resting and manifesting the next thing
Free – Nina
just lemme be free / lemme be me /take this blindfold off so I can see / I wanna breathe / I wanna speakeasy / I wanna walk in the trees / get lost in a breeze / I wanna feel the world freeze / I wanna free my mind / I wanna be alive – Please.
Say whut now. Kung pow
Naturally actually happily to… skip to my loo
All the way to the loony bin
With my new found friend imaginary twin
Never met but was there from the begin
Henceforth Im back to the latter
As choco lit chips get me fit-fat of the land fatter
No matter
I just dip drop endulge in rhyme form
The only thing Im on is the coffee bean
No coffee with cream. I like it black so Im back in action
Just walked in slushy snow with no traction
Amidst the lost and confused
But I find myself when Im out its a muse
The city is music to my ears
When you read this? Your the only one who hears
Here I am
In the dark of night I arise once again
To collect my thoughts I write with pen
Its about time I do this again
With no regrets where does this stem?
How long have I been in this place
My skyscraper oasis
Thousands of faces
As the city tells tales naked
Must be about a year now
I was losing my mind but Im here now
Nada to fear now
Its so clear now
Cool; calm; collected
Solemnly protected by my own perspectives
I walk with a thousand spirits
I can see; smell and hear this
They touch with a thousand arms to feel this
What
I feel like a sloth; tired aloft a computer chair
Coffee in one hand; vape in the other
Wishing I had slept in. Winnie the pooh “Oh bother”.
Need another cup of coffer
As I begin to awake; A slight optimism
Maybe today isnt…
So bad
No sad; frown upside down.
Just another funky day to runaway
Asking me to come’n’play
Guess I’ll have some fun today.
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