Control

I control my actions because I cannot control the actions of others.

I control the words I speak because I cannot control the words of others.

I control the level of responsibility I take for myself.

Responsibility to be the best person I can be.

Responsibility to live the best life I can live.

Responsibility to be true to myself, even when that means going against everyone else.

I control me because I cannot control you. 

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Sorry, I'm always like this when I'm stoned.

I preach it when I'm stoned, I live it when I'm not.

My friends and family are very grateful that I left my main source for the gaunja. Not sure why. ;-)

Last Christmas gift doobie, BTW. I must remember to not give him my forwarding address when I move.

Soulwaffle

I found this challenge on www.soulpancake.com

"Write an impassioned sonnet. (Remember: 14 lines of 10 syllables written in iambic pentameter with an ABAB CDCD EFEF GG rhyme scheme.) Post you opus here."

So, I tried it. This is what I wrote. It's okay... no Willy Shakes or nothin' but whatchgonnado?

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Now that my soul breathes with passion again
And my spirit explodes from within me
I'll speak of the pain that poisoned me then
And of the person it caused me to be

A lifetime of shame, of tears and sorrow
Hiding behind a wall of indifference
Never able to think of tomorrow
When surviving today didn't make sense

A prisoner of my mind, my private hell
Believing that I'd never be set free
Suddenly life pushed, I stumbled and fell
And on the ground I discovered the key

Reach out for help, find a way to survive
The best part of life is being alive

On How to Live Life

If you believe that every day
can improve on the day before:
every kiss will be your best kiss,
every touch a cherished memory;
every tear will dry a little faster,
every hurt will hurt a little less;
and every single time you're wrong,
you will be just a little more right.


Written by: me! 02/09

Dear food:

You are with me when I'm happy
Even more so when I'm sad
You're a pat on the back when I do a good deed
My repentance when I've been bad

I sacrificed my body for you
I empowered you through spite
I pretended we had a love affair
But all we did was fight

I needed so much to trust you
That I surrendered my heart and soul
But the comfort that you gave to me
Turned into complete control

Now I am your prisoner
Chained to this self- prophesied fate
But I will conquer you one day
And I will be me, not my weight

Written by Me! 01/09