Philosophy, poetry, and musings from the WTFery Institute. A think tank, working to solve the problem of thoughts trapped in the mind.
Empty dreams, spilling from A tattered mind, alone. Callous and cold the world Etching notches in my soul. Empty dreams, spilling from A battered soul,…
Comments closedSegue As day segues into night. As the conversation between mother and daughter segues from television into when her dad gets out of jail. As…
Comments closedI want to write the perfect poem, Laureate material to make my bones. Dreams bigger than empty tomes, Blood pounding, soul groans. I want to…
Comments closedSuch precious and fragile things, tied to our souls with gossamer threads, so easily cut and set adrift into the darkness. My heart aches somedays…
Comments closedI have the worst case of writers block. Every thought i try to focus on is like waking up from a deep sleep and trying…
Comments closedAnd I want to Paint it Black. The essence of so much depressive angst captured in a timeless song. Sad part is I did not…
Comments closedMaster of none. I think that statement really does apply to me. There is not a whole lot that I cannot do if I set…
Comments closedHow does a person with mood swings grow spiritually? Not having been raised in a religious household, I lack many of the habits that lend…
Comments closedLiving with Major Depressive Disorder and Bi-Polar is just a bit difficult. I spent the better part of the last year unmedicated as I transitioned…
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