Sunday, May 3, 2009
Silent
So this is what is what I think, medication, meditation, mediation. You just keep trying You just keep trying so hard until you are quiet and you learn not to ask, not to be noticed, and no one likes that either except the dogs and the cats and they are never quiet. The dogs and cats are always kind and don't care if you ask them how they are ten times in an hour or if you talk to you yourself or you fall down or walk funny. They don't care if you cry into their fur and they wait patiently for you to stop weeping, licking your tears. They like you sick or well, sad or happy. They are much more humane than people.
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Okay, Momster. I love you to death, but you need to pick yourself up. Be sad. Be sad as all hell, but for god's sake, you must live while you're being sad. Who gives a fuck who yells at you. You are your own person, so do your own thing. Eat something fresh and real and from the soil. Go for a run or a walk or somewhere that you can feel the wind hit your face and know that you are still alive and the world is still a beautiful and magical place. You are all that I have now, so please don't fade away. I love you and I need you.
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