Writing As A Form Of Therapy

[Silenus]

Thanks @Mazarita

You know it, Maz... hahaha... wise words...

You know... I'm actually okay. It's funny... half a decade ago I would have been ignorantly bouncing from chaos to worse. Now... now, as you say, I breathe and am grateful for it.

In the meantime, I milk the creativity that results for all that it is worth...

Guarding my sleep is the key to controlling my particular flavour of unnatural natural high. And so I will snuggle up and this mad dash deny.

Note... whenever I am super-hypo-high, I think in forced rhyme;
Great for a poet, I guess, this wordy ordered climb...

Hugs to you. 🙂

[Mazarita]

Goodnight, @Silenus. Sleep well. I need to take a leaf out of your book with the sleep practice. Had a couple of all nighters lately and am suffering for it now. Yet, I have video to show for it. Great you are able to channel it into creative activity too. Cheers.

[Silenus]

A final parting poem for the day before I seek the solace of sleep... thank you @Mazarita for the inspiration...

Breathe With Me

Breath is life, and life is breath,
A sign of life instead of death;
As long as I inhale-exhale,
I know that life will never fail;
This simple rhythmic cycling air,
Gives hope through all things foul and fair;
This chest does rise as well as fall,
We each share this, together all.

[Mazarita]

Love that poem' @Silenus. 😄 

[Silenus]

I snuck one more poem in before bed last night...

Water, Water, Every Where, Nor Any Drop to Think

Water is both of chaos and calm,
The rippled pond shows signs of alarm;
The raging ocean cannot be denied,
Nor can the tears be dammed when they're cried.

The stone needs the water to be smooth for it to skim,
Otherwise it should prepare itself to try to swim;
Plopping on the surface or in stony silence sinking down,
Water still embraces, even as you drown.

Fire needs oxygen to allow it to burn,
And water's part oxygen, as we all learn;
So how can it be when the two become one,
Steam announces that fire is undone?

Chaos and calm, together they flow,
One is the other, beyond what we know;
Embrace this separate union apart,
As red-coloured water flows through our heart.

[Former-Member]

@Mazarita @Silenus

I too wrote words that rhymed at the realisation of my being packaged and labelled

It was very stark....gloomy....agonising.....I did not recognise myself

I did not recognise the words that were regurgitated from my throat

I buried this rhyming mess for many many years and it came with me throughout my changing experiences

Before I went overseas I destroyed every single piece of writing

I need to start anew

Your writings are so deep Silenus....keep on writing for not just us for you

[Silenus]

So... good news about dad.

He had his angiogram today, and they put a stent in.

They identified another couple of blockages that they may or may not put stents in for.

They're gonna wait and see how he responds and whether he's still got blue lips and stuff.

But he's doing good at this stage. Still in hospital until at least Sunday, longer if they do more stents.

Rough ride for the both of us, but light at the end of the tunnel...

[Silenus]

Thanks for all your support, peeps. Hugely appreciated. Hugs to one and all.

[Former-Member]

That is good news @Silenus

rest well

[Mazarita]

Brilliant that there is some good news for your dad and you, @Silenus. Sending strength to for the day by day process until he's out of hospital.