It is imperative that you understand the power of NOW.
We learn from trial and error. It happens all the time. But instead why not change your perspective, and learn from those who failed before us. Find your CAUSE.
It's not about being happy when things are good, it's about finding the light in the dark.
The only moment that exsists is this moment HERE and NOW. Make it count.
Many of us do not understand this concept.
It can not be controlled, or can it? I am still in a little bit of a fog so this should be fresh on the mind and hopefully more legit.
I happen to come across a new show that has the potential to be great! Sadly they ran out of funds. I am a huge supporter and would like to see how far they can take it.
Being spastic is not a choice, it's a curse. I may have mastered the external calm, but my mind is still a hurricane.
If you want to be happy, be happy. If you want to be sad, be sad. If you want to be miserable then you already are.
There is a huge stigma that goes along with mental illness that I'd like to kick in the teeth.
She closes her eyes to rid her mind of the recognition of imperfection, of decrepitude. She wanted nothing more than to supress the memory to avoid dramatic commotion. Resentment. Frustration. Remorse. Belittlement. Hiding behind a masquerade. ...
Shame is a dreadful emotion and can hold you back from fully living.
Wouldn't it be nice to know exactly what emotion we are feeling when we feel it? Of course it would, thats why you are reading this.
My favorite games on Playstation 3 is this zombie apocolypse type game where you run around and kill enemies and these horrible looking infected creatures. The virus has spread, who will find a cure?
Satan asked The lord if he can torture Job with God's permission. According to the story, he allows this to happen. Over and over. Why would God allow this?
We all know the bible was one of the craziest books ever written. Take from it what you will. My feelings are mutual, I do not judge.
Once the bottle is open, then it stays open.
There is nothing like closing your eyes and letting every beat of a song fill you up.
The best thing you can do is stop...and breath!
I wrote this a couple years ago for mothers day.
There are so set guidelines when it comes to art, it bears no expectations or limitations. I enjoy the simplicity of a poem relating to the way my mind floats during meditation.
Sometimes I feel that nothing more lies beneath my chest but skin, bones and an atotomic heart. This is my discription and feelings of how a panic attack feels.
What if demons were real? Would you be scared? Kids will believe anything, here is a story of a girl who fell into the temptaion that some gerater force was controlling her. Or is she just crazy?