World-Living Pieces
Reading a book that works your imagination. Discovering a world of dreams putting yourself in the MC shoes etc... Until interrupted by reality.
Listening to music that resonates with you make you bop your head faster dance a little harder, rap a little smoother. Helps you tune out everything.
Writing helps sorting out your day, dreams , feelings.
When I was boy I always wanted to live with my mother thinking I would be "happy". I assumed The Most High gave me what I asked for however it was nothing how I pictured it in mind. At first it was okay small talk getting to know one another. However, it didn't last long before the accusing, and arguing began. (Mind you I was a early-teen at the time). I went from wanting to see her to not wanting to be around her. Again I assume The Most High heard me again because I was kicked out sent into the system. For years I was good until my mother wanted to enter my life again. Mind you I still remember what happened and I simply didn't want to but was forced to at the time being a late-teen. Being in my 20s I lost my job due to Covid-19 happening and lost my apartment due not being to move due to covid restrictions. I reluctantly called her for help but my mother did help. Let me stay with her until I moved and got another job. I love my mother but her tendencies keep me away because I know her true nature how she is why she's that way etc ... But I advise that all grievances only matter while alive. Be grateful to your parents/guardians the world can be harsher without them. Ups and Downs and Flat- Lined.
O... here comes the Dark Winter
Hey, I love coming back home to your smiling face.
Nowadays, that's not something commonplace.
Can't tell if it's the winter or Co-vid cause everybody gone cold.
O... here comes... that dead animal body lying in the road.
Everything went to a mess, you go left see a car wreck.
Go right you see spouses saying their divorce goodbyes.
This time of year the whiteness of the snow, winds 25 degrees and below
is pure. This is the time where you must really endure.
The darkness is there behind that white painted picture.
The season of death everything dies in the winter.
To whom it may concern
Dear Reader, I wish I could tell you that you're going to survive this.
However circumstances have changed. I've looked at your deeds and it has been determined you deserve a ending. I know you don't know me and already dislike me, but so what? You see I was there when you cheated on your spouse certainly enjoyed yourself that day. Your kids are at your mom or aunt house aren't they? During night time you and your "friends" bullied someone to death though accidental. I can tell you regretted it after-all I was nearby recording the event as it unfolded. As the evidence piles up I won't personally destroy your life and legacy, but your husband may. I'll leave it to him, as I send him the 2 files of your cheating and the manslaughter. However I prefer a direct approach unfortunately you killed my sister. These are matters I'll handle before anyone else. By the way who that next to your car window? Oh its me!! When you get to hell tell him Kelles sent you. Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Hah what a day.
Dreamt
In the midst moving the tall silver ladder so the man could climb down he decided to jump off the metal building and land on the stone platform then to ground of rocks. Looking at him saying "hey that was dangerous". Then a caucasian male lawyer came out with his client (defendant) into the area nearby our group. He was talking to her confirming that he could have her case wrapped up in about two weeks.
Taking a quick glance up seen ant sized dot which was chalked up as nothing. A few minutes later a giant rock came down and hit the lawyer. We certainly thought he was dead getting hit by a rock that size and seeing blood bits . Fortunately he was alive the back of his head, his shoulder, and back seemed only glanced . That explains why he was able to stand back up, but the damage sustained was still massive. The client was crying her eyes out. The last update was he didn't fully recover until two years later and as for what happen to the client we didn't know.
Fighting the Worldly Pathway
That day it's been on
Since the one-day I was born
Fighting live demons
Soldier resources are gone
Carry on life bleak
Vision blurry no water
Food scarce lacking health
The word renewal of mind
I see it was me
The Most High he led me on
Presence made me strong
He gave me today and stayed
Spiritual Warfare
He who speaks through the soul knows the truth has been told. Those who simply speak are under mind control. Simply regurgitation of what has been said. Ceased talking to them because they did not heed to truth nor wanted to know. As long their life is comfortable they don't care what lies they were sold. That life is what makes them hold. Threaten their materials and their will fold. They always have that excuse I didn't a choice, but in the end you chose to listen their voice.
I almost could not come back
I am completely drawing a blank, but one thing did come to mind. The night I had 50-100 dreams in one night. Mind blogging? Mind-breaking I'd say. I've had all types of crazy dreams experiences, but never that many in a night. I don't remember not a single one. I'm only certain of a number past 40, but no more than 100. I was way beyond overwhelmed. I was brain fried. The closest description I can give is a bullet made of dreams/experiences/memories was shot into my head and spread throughout the nerves of the brain then dissipated when I woke up. Only the heart remembers it now.