It's crazy. One day I was so sad I had about given up on everything. I was so done. Then from nowhere, someone took my hand and lead me from that dreary place. I owe that person my life. (Thank You, Mark.)
So I decided last night that I should post a couple of things, so I jotted these last two poems down. They aren't very long, but each holds a special meaning to me, like all my writings. I hope some people enjoy them. It felt good to write, like bleeding out toxins.
I'll try to keep posting more as often as I can.
Love and Peace.



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I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
I made it back into the land of Deviants!!
Hopefully I will be able to toss another little scribble up here soon.
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I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Ok, well I'm on for awhile tonight until I pass out from exhaustion.
Miss ya, Hope to talk to you soon.
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I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
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