Quotes added on Wednesday, February 17 2016

The drought was the
very worst,
When the flowers that 
we'd grown together,
died of thirst

It was months & months of back and forth,
You're still all over me like a wine-stained dress
I can't wear anymore

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the worst part was loving you
with all the broken pieces of my heart
that you broke.

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if i lose myself
i lose it all

 


HE WAS SO
ARTISTIC.


 









HE PAINTED SMILES
ON EVERY FACE
BUT HIS OWN.

 


AND EVEN IF I
BROUGHT YOU THE
MOON, YOU'D LOOK


 

ME STRAIGHT IN THE
FACE AND ASK WHY
I DIDN'T BRING YOU
THE SUN.

 


SO HERE'S TO EVERYTHING
COMING DOWN TO NOTHING.
HERE'S TO SILENCE



 










THAT CUTS ME TO THE
CORE. WHERE IS THIS GOING?
THOUGHT I KNEW FOR A
MINUTE, BUT I DON'T ANYMORE.

MOMENTS OF LUCIDITY

When people get Alzheimer’s disease or suffer any serious injury that affects their ability to think and be aware, the nurses say the person has good days and bad days.

“She was lucid yesterday.”

“He's been hard to reach today.”

Lack of lucidity doesn’t only happen with injured, old, or diseased people. It happens with everyone. Most of the time, most of us are in some sort of hypnotic state as we negotiate our way through the typical day of school or work. Most of us shut down to avoid the emotional pain of realizing that we are trapped in our own patterns.

Only occasionally do we have “moments of lucidity” when we see things more clearly. Those are the few times when our best personalities emerge. Those brief times are when we are most creative, when we get closest to our true selves.

Those brief episodes are when we actually live. Otherwise, we might as well be dead.

It’s like when a mirror is moved, and for one brief part of a second, the mirror reflects a flash of the sun. It’s a completely different order of magnitude of light than everything else we normally see reflected in the mirror.

We all need more light. We live on light. Without light, we move, but only as robots move.

Please, let me be lucid more often, because I want to live more often. I want to accumulate at least a few hours of true life before I die.
MOMENTS OF LUCIDITY



The wreckage left behind
will somehow make me grow.


 

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