My Truth

You illuminate my darkness, 

And cast a shadow on my light. 

I dance with you in daytime,

And cry with you in night.

You set me on fire when I lost my spark. 

Ignited the flames when I was lost in the dark.

Burned through my defenses, one by one. 

As the black rain fell, you were my sun. 

How can I resist, how can I deny?

You are my truth, in the white lies.

The End

“We cannot solve our problems with the same thinking we used when we created them. ” Albert Einstein

Dear Doctor,

Do you think perhaps you piqued too soon,

To notice the sun and the moon,

Like Freud, did you get hysterical

About a woman’s cycles?

Or like Jung, did you fear the dark?

Unknowing how to handle, how to protect

Yourself from the demons of the night,

Did you get a fright when the mirror looked back at you?

Calling you to see, to listen, to face the truth?

Or did you run and hide from the light,

Scared its power would reveal your shadow,

Your ego calling you to think you know it all?

That there wasn’t more you could learn?

That those with other qualifications,

Might understand sedation

Better than you. With experience

And the wisdom of the ages

As their teacher. You judged them as a preacher.

And failed to see the power, in the hour

Where they had been called to stand,

To not “wholly comply” with the lies.

To reveal what they knew, what they had been taught,

The gifts they had been given as they prayed to heaven,

For a better world, for more healing, for more feeling,

For light to shine in the darkness

And truth and justice to prevail

in the end.

https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2008/mar/02/mythoftheantipsychotic

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Piquerism

https://psychdata.blogspot.com/2005/09/generation-ritalin-australia.html

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bad_Pharma

Twenty Twenty

The time the sun went down and all of life walked in darkness. The year the world crashed into starkness. The moon still shone, lighting the night and we tried to survive with all our might. Shadows walked the Earth, some even danced but most of all, fear kept us entranced. The torch was lit but it was dim, it was time to look within. Cast out the demons until only truth remained. Accepting it all, even the pain. The dragon flew and the fire burned, that world now gone, would never return. Imprisoned in darkness, she discovered her light and now the promised land was in sight. Follow the signs, the path is clear. Keep moving forward, don’t worry my dear. Keep heart and keep standing tall, shine like the sun, on one and all. You’ve come through the worst and the best is yet to come so lift up your voice and sing to the sun. Dance round and round like the stars of the night and always try to do what is right. Have faith in tomorrow and in you too, remember often to make time to love you. Spoil yourself once in a while, laugh when you can and through the tears, smile. When the rain comes, rainbows shine through, a chorus of colour to serenade you. Join them in song through the joy and the pain, for flowers to bloom, it takes the sun and the rain.

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