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How can I be a manager?


How can I be if I am ____? I can be if I am _____? I am.

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Should I tell?


The snow is piling up. Every day it snows. I open my door to the outside world. It’s a peculiar world at a peculiar time. What is going on out there? I take a look at the yard. A bird … Continue reading

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Insight without all the drama.


Today I was in a therapy session. In the session we were going through some paperwork. I was asked about prior frequencies of illness. When I answered the question I recalled the situation which caused my severe anxiety. I was … Continue reading

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Who am I?


Who is the man behind the curtain? Disassociate Take a look from afar. What are you doing? Why are you doing it? Are you trying to get answers? Are you asking the right questions? Are you asking the right person? … Continue reading

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Screaming


The screaming The screaming inside my head. It’s echoing. There is an elephant in the room.  How can we not see it? It’s been there for years. We look at it. We walk around it. But we don’t talk about … Continue reading

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The Day She Left


New Years Eve 2020 That was the day. The day she left. The day she decided the new me was not worth fighting for. The new me is just the same old me. I pulled the curtain open. I showed … Continue reading

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Now Streaming


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The Sense of Light


The sun it rises. I stand still. My eyes are closed Yet I can see its glow. The birds awaken with a familiar call. I can smell the dew coming off the leaves as they reach toward the sky. I … Continue reading

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To Hell And Back To The Blackness – Part 2


Continued from Part 1 To Hell and Back to the Blackness I sit at home contemplating once again my next move to solve the oddities going on before me. The home that was once filled with life and activity now … Continue reading

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The end is near.


The end is near. The end of my therapy that is. Group sessions that I had willfully participated in with the thought that they would cure what ailed me. Sadly they have not cured me but they did give me … Continue reading

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