Long Substances Poems

A few years back,
in the prior millennium,
1993 to be more precise
Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi
born without a stage name
had his book entitled "The Evolving Self" published,
by which he meant The ReGeneratively Nutritious Flowing Self,
but he was probably shy...

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~His Love Is Divine~
 ( The Bell )


 Lord
 Can really save
 His  Love is divine
 With Lord nothing to fear
 Life can be so hard
 But with him soul safe
 With Lord we...

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TRIGGER WARNING this piece features active addiction, the struggles etc 

I Can't stop screaming, sobbing the pain in my stomach is excruciating,
Eventually Im assigned a bed to be left in whaling, waiting, 
Finally a nurse...

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We have been observing the expanse of the parched land for many years, a land that stood the test of time and captivated by myriad dreams unfolding through the footsteps of the ages thus penetrating...

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Moving into a new home
with anonymous neighbors,
whom you typically have not even met
before deciding where you will replant yourself,
and perhaps also your significant others,
sometimes including multiple generations,
and pets and plants,
all takes place before you have...

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You ask how I really am when you damn well know,
My world is crumbling right now.
But I'll be fine,
Just give it some time,
Just take it one day at a time.
This isn't the first time,
Nor will...

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Not a day goes by I don't think of you
you have permeated my fortress and walk freely in all its rooms
(examining it's furnishings)
how did I allow you entry without the
usual search scan and seizure ?
I'ts...

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Some say it began with the Jehovah's Witnesses
ingesting sacred substances with the Rastafarians.
Others say that could not possibly be true or false.

What emerged one sultry August Town Council evening
when half the town had found some...

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things are happening do you believe 
is it near the end of the world
blood running yet flowing warm
down the streets hope seems hopeless
what's the use am I denying...

the sign of the times

what's why you crying...

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It was somewhere in Cambridge, when the amalgam of substances 
began to cloud our judgment. 
The changes were between vague and blatantly obvious, but 
we were masters at this terrifying craft. 
A small dose of...

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The Eye of the Hurricane

 When all conditions have come together
And we have taken notice of the strength 
We like to name them and keep track
Of them moving across the ocean floors
The eye is considered...

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A thousand myriad voices           scattered on the wind
decry the human suffering questions will it end
tents in desert dustbowls       ...

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we …
are trespassers …
can you feel them?
the blooms, electric?
our world is pregnant with other worlds -
transient planes of existence that are
provisory to entirely disparate
rules and ids and forces …
why do we even question such?
particles and...

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My days were short but God has lengthen them;
My body sometimes hurts, but that's because of sin-nature;
God is such a beautiful King;
Back in my day (I'm not that old);
As a child you always had to...

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CAUTION: 
the contents of this coffee cup may be HOT 
please be careful not to burn yourself or others 
the contents may also be wet 
spillage may result in slipping hazards 
the shorting out of...

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Light this fire of love within me for you lord.
Ignite the passion for fulfilling your purporse for my life.

A maddening disposition towards sin, I need.
A craving desire for your presence, I long for.

A living vessel...

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“Patients, carefully wash your hands and mouth
As the spirits are offended by our smells
And get yourself clean of the defilements”
Thus Matho announced the arrival of the **Dakini
To the séance of the Stok Monastery.
Then Dakini donned...

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There probably are some psychotropic meds
helpful with win/win rerooted thinking
reconnecting within feelings,
positive and negative

But meth
and alcohol
and heroin
and depression
and anxiety meds
are not among these.

Nor are behavior management practices
hoping to fade out robust addictions
to substances
and victim spiritualities
against...

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realising the world is built on dreams
everything that has been written
and dreampt up eventually gets a chance to exist
in some way or another
even if it only dwells in our souls

Realising that not everyone is going...

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My occupation is supplying individuals with the substance of their worst desire
Most dealers driving force is the desire to increase their wealth, monetary gain
My driving force the result of my own treacherous case of Heroin...

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Gregory
You made  yesterdays news, invoking fears
You were found on the streets
Discarded and left to die alone
Thrown away like a piece of garbage with little thought
An inconvenience, as you struggled for your life
So many questions...

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“The Shedding of our Skin” 
 
I am writing about the transition from lost now found, 
Darkness to light, one being into another, death to life, 
Old skin to new skin. 
Its like the rejuvenation of skin 
The restoring of flesh...

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what happens in sleep,
stays in sleep, no?

you hope. 

you do your best to 
forget the places that 
you’ve been & the 
people with whom you
have done despicable 
things.

you tiptoe through the
tulips, boundless & naked
sniffing, snorting,...

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Transcendence

She stood alone on a balcony
Staring at the haunting moon in Mexico.
It was her last night of vacation with him.
He slept peacefully, as she said her goodbyes to the lonely sky.
Silently, tears streamed down her...

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And the red demons screamed aloud,
miseries and gories of a black scary death hurried by in the middle of the night.
My father's  shrine quaked in pity, 
My mother's excited wrapper loosed. 
Cain hurried by...

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