I have been cutting since my 7th grade year. I don’t really know why I started  or what caused me to feel cutting was a good way out. All I know is that I used cutting as an escape for my pain which then turned to an addicting habit. A girl I knew, Raiyanne used to put small razor blades in her compact mirror and cut whenever she needed a release at school. I don’t know why I decided to cut but that became my way of doing it. My wrists are scarred up so bad from cutting that I’m not even sure how I […]
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Remnants
I would like a few moments of your time to further attempt to explain my views and concepts. While the views and concepts are my own, many are heavily based on others teachings and practices. There are however, some points that make them very unique.  I believe in the big bang. I believe that everything came into existence with a monumental explosion. I believe that we are nothing more than remnants of that explosion. Alan Watts put it best by comparing the concept to throwing a bottle of black ink at a white canvas on the wall in “The Nature Of Consciousness” The […]
I wrote this poem over 20 years ago. It’s my favorite one I’ve ever written, and still rings true to me today.
              disenchanted
I searched for myself down in
the deep, dark jungle of
my soul,
and only found remnants of a time
long forgotten.
I wondered if I was the sole
survivor
of the plane crash of my
destiny,
or if I was just scattered among the
wreckage.