You dont know where freedom lies
Building our own prisons
Slaves to your own possession
Please find your way
And escape the matrix of your design
Before it is too late
Because freedom isn’t out there
Its in here.
In the temple I await sunrays
Another day; free as a bird
Simplicity and peace
All that I need
Letting go and falling into Zen
Nothing is required
In the here and now.
I’m battling a depression.
Bipolar 1 diagnosis with no professional attention.
I do what I can.
Stay sober and move when I have to; across the land.
The world is chaos yet I can find peace to remind me of why Im trying.
To carry on.
Push the envelope of fitness as a quick fix; a band aid.
I cant stand being laid up feeling hopeless.
Its like being dope sick.
Anyways thats all I have to say about this bullshit.
They want to turn Gaza into the Trump Plaza
To Israel and US; Muslim lives do not matter
Almost a hundred years of occupation
We’ve arrived at an even more evil destination
Dropping more bomb weight than Hiroshima
We watch in awe, our generation has never seen it.
Genocide.
I need to write to clear my head; too much fear and dread
The world is on fire; Id bet you’d agree I’m no liar
Consistently fucked up on a daily basis; lets face it
Are we gonna make it?
How many will stand for something; even if its all for nothing?
My three years of sobriety date is coming up and I ordered myself some shit to celebrate. I’m currently battling bipolar depression but I have lots of tools at my disposal to win the battles. The weather has been very cool and rainy, I welcome it with open arms in August when we are usually in a heat wave and the city is filled with forest fire smoke. Its been a fur baby summer as I adopted 2 rescue kittens (Puma and Dreamer). And my parents got a new puppy (Shiva). All the cats and pup are healthy, happy and doing well.
I just want to get by, and be a survivor. I am happy with a simplistic minimalist lifestyle. I’m still a junkie but I dont seek endorphins through substance any longer. Third time getting sober and I suppose third time is a charm; I’ve never made it this long.
Signing off.
-Nina
I’ll take the good with the bad
Still representin’ with the depression
No stressin’
Still manifestin’ what is destined!
-Nina
The sun rises today; a pink bloom
Reminding us the creational essence is beautiful
In the night I dreampt of death
But the sky tells me I am reborn once again.
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