The Path to a Healing Heart

Spin - spin - spin Wheels of life in all of its manifestations the organic and manufactured the construed and the imagined Spin empty, spin fast With no resolution other than the tripping of memory ego Nice to come Home once again in an influx of hormones Isn't it? Blind run in circles. Deaf run in circles. Dumb run in circles. The spiral calls. I just watch you in your race and wonder in fascination when and what it will take for you to get off the recycled maze.

No don't draw this to yourself the slam jumping toxic wasted soul parts exiting at 2 four and 9 Female giver of life Father seed planter protection removed blasted, given lethal doses of life removers the horror the black twisted infiltrating spheres, lives, minds. Today is birthday must be grateful for gifts lessons learned all that is. The pain - thank you. The suffering - thank you. The dead ends - thank you. The humiliations - thank you. The hatred - thank you. The punishments - thank you. The unending of it all - thank you. For all this I write grateful. While all around me crumbles. Breathe. Sigh. Inhale. Cracked jar. Stooped. Cold. Heart pumping. Still. Still. Still.