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The calming rain. – Nina

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Sweet rainfall… I awaited for you to cleanse my spirit

Thank you for joining me again, I’m so happy your back

I’m in love with your sound,

to me it’s music of peace, the music of life and the calmness that I crave

Sometimes I place my head to the sky to feel your heavenly touch, it’s orgasmic in its essence

For millions of years you have left and returned, travelling the earth and skies

You make me smile when I’m down, it’s just that since a child we’ve grown closer and closer in this mountainous rainforest I call home

You trickle and drop and exploring unknowns giving life to our plants, animals… all life; for that I thank you

Consider my life to be that of a rain dance; you fit perfectly with traditional flute or hand drum

I will dance with you; the physical rain

And the rains of life.

Reigns of life, rains of life.

pouring down.

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The two coolest sayings from the A2 psychiatric ward. – Nina

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I’ve spent some time locked up for being “loco,”.

I met amazing people, some completely there and others… completely gone. I had a girlfriend in one trip to the ward, fell into a sexual relationship locked up under the mental health act after she “escaped” literally… we parted ways.

We had crack dealers in the ward if you needed your fix. I met Kansr and Outlaw Ali there. Ali was my best friend when I was the most down and the most afraid I have ever been in my life.

Ali was murdered leaving my friends house a few years ago and it still really hurts… rest in peace Ali. And shout outs to TK the Kansr kid* stay bombing wherever you are.

My favorite psych ward sayings:

“The giraffe already peeked in that window”.

And

“Don’t worry, they’ve already cloned you”.

Fucking eh

Sincerely Nina

Stories from the worst ranked psychiatric ward in Canada. Rat infested, crack den, pill pushing rape trap.