Monthly Archives: June 2011

Struggle town

Just a quick update as I can not face writing more. I am struggling atm. The MP often results in a thing called immunopathology. This is basically symptoms caused by killing lots of bacteria. Because I have really pushed the … Continue reading

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If I could be granted one wish as they come for me it would be for an afternoon. Just one afternoon, alone in a field a wheat. A comfortable chair, a gentle breeze.  Nothing but my own thoughts.  It would … Continue reading

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How I wish for a storm.  Wind gusting through the threes.  Lightning striking silhouettes against the night.  Rain, thrashing against the windows, pouring over the roof, sinking to earth. A storm that brings life and death.  A storm that brings hope. … Continue reading

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Wood chopping

Pete and I chop wood. Splinters of frustration rain, warm comfort in the crisp night air. Each man gets something different. For me it is a subtle fuck you to the degradation of my body. For pete I can not … Continue reading

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General Progress – Marshall Protocol and Misc.

Marshall Protocol So I have been on the Marshall Protocol for a week now.  So far I haven’t noticed any excessive symptoms.  The tumor pain has increased and I have had a few hearing issues.   I have decided to … Continue reading

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How should one start a short musing on life. Perhaps I should sprout a cliche or two for the readers enjoyment. Perhaps it should be clever, perhaps refer to a man long dead who wrote on topics more fine. I … Continue reading

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I lie here, a scared little boy in a broken body. My mind dances from thought to thought, never settling but to sleep. Would it be so bad to rest? I know not the answer. I would like to lead … Continue reading

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My boat

I sail on a boat that is very, precious to me. It is a boat that I built myself.  Often I did not bring much presence our thought to the building; Often I just trusted that it would float despite … Continue reading

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Loving Yourself and Driving As Therapy.

The good thing about hot yoga is that nobody can see you cry.  That being said, I don’t mind people seeing me cry, but I feel that a mid twenty male crying amongst 30 or so females clad in skin-tight … Continue reading

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Beauty and Peace

Moments of pure beauty abound.  They exist nowhere but my mind and are seen only by me.  Fleeting as they are beautiful and precious as any victory or achievement I earned in my past life.  I feel like learning haiku; … Continue reading

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