Monthly Archives: August 2011

A Victim

Aotearoa 22/02/2000 A Victim. I am not, A child, I do not have to be, no longer, reactive. I can start to dream again and as I do, believe in myself and even, experience faith in my God, the one of my own understanding. It is, I guess, a life, I guess. I do not know for sure but that is … Continue reading

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Visiting past writing and knowing not to touch it, even the typos :)

Sunday, August 12, 2001 I wake up these past few morning not wanting to climb out of bed and i am filled with a despair that clutches my belly and, shit there goes the phone and why the hell does … Continue reading

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Buried alive is not an experience to be repeated!

Lying on my back staring straight up into an array of lights and other medical stuff, so far so good, about to be slid inside a scanning device. They walk me through the procedure as I am slid backward and … Continue reading

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