Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Monday, 29 August 2022

Invisible Bruises

I'm trying to be OK
About the hours that go by
Blood pressure levels teach me to rest
Whilst my mind wants to stay focused on my bucket list
It's OK to sit and rest
Trying to soothe away the silent invisible bruises
It can be hard to redirect all the challenging ideas in my imagination
Go, go flex I hate to admit it
Ny mind is just not in coordination with flexibility or even health and healing at the moment
What horrible tale has your mind come up with next?
No tale just a memory of around about the beginning of the millennium
When I did not realise I may have been threatened
The possible subtlety of the dictation of punishment themed on somebody
No one would guess there is a fantasy to over throw those with creativity
Someone wants to get them in
They begin forms of highly covert Intimidations before they really settle into formations
We made you our mascot in our heads
Match but don’t confess
Stratagem
So now
That is how they play their jest
People living their most ordinary best lives, are not left to be their best but are attacked by every attempt to pull them toward those with little resistance or defiance to living in subterfuge!
And again nobody appears to suspect
Because not everyone knows what everyone has said!

Saturday, 20 November 2021

Their Substance!

When he finally comes to you
FROM WHERE?
FROM WHERE?
Candles lit
You're dressed all slick
Hair so neat
Straight like bedsheet
He comes to you...
FROM WHERE?
FROM WHERE?
You're  dressed  up
And all stressed out 
Been waiting to see him
But where has he been?
You"ve been tbrough it all
Thought of it all
Why?
Why?
He's done his rounds
And tonight it's  you're  turn
Glossy video inspire this

Songstress's sing about it
Industry makes trillions from it
It appears to be the most popular thing
His manipulation and addiction if that is what it is connected deep into you're emotions or you're addictiveness and many others like you...got you all in it together


Just another substance he's become used to taking!
When he/they finally come to you....
FROM WHERE? 
FROM WHERE?
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Natural Flowism
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A Freedom  of Being!
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Sunday, 17 October 2021

At the Delinquency!

Wasted to many years just thinking!
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Probably the best thing you can tell the universe is, i do not know how!
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Possibly one of the biggest health lessons from the universe is with what kind of thinking!
Its a big one which takes some soul searching to get done!
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Has the meteorite arrived?
As what sounds like nosey garden dwellers prey on the thoughts in the mind?
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A bunch of women tried to turn man to get away with their crimes
Leaving in their wake confusion and feelings of falsehood of some kind!
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Has the meteorite arrived?
As my mind still twists and turns painfully on what and why?
I hate to admit it
I have hated to admit it
Even though to some it maybe clear to see or feel
But part of the catalogue of errors left within me after a life time of trying to self-heal from abuses (because the wrong type therapist can leave you with even more damages to overcome) is: intrusive unwanted thoughts!
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i've always known im an empty head so to speak!
The problem came again or really became noticeable to me yet again in 2003.
Wool pulled over the eyes saw me afflicted with rotary thought yet again an adverse effect for turning up and working but a bad decision had been made on my part due to few good available choices on the path I had chosen...but today it appears somebody lay hidden seen or known by everybody else....but not by me as i was too busy  concentrating on Motherhood not somebody who stood by somebody else imfamously or famously. I was sadly too deep in debt with the costs of lone parenting to be bothered about another delinquent who just could get over another possible person sick with promiscuity and too ill with the sick and violating treatment of others and the inability to say no to their own damage worst of all whilst reminiscing on my name whilst seeing me, my life, my child’s life as something to speak of with hatred; condescension and the most degrading of shame! Had i moved beyond the events of primary school again! As today my life feels like constant intimidation of obsessed nosiness from queues at the chemist to home intruders and ongoing trespass of years gone by. Admittedly,  I moved from abuses without many people being told why but now it has been more than 30 years gone by and something has unsettled everything and everyone!
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Why didn't “we” as society not set up effective filter programs: infant from home to nursery checked for possible parental/caregiver/guardian damage?
From: nursery to primary thorough checked for possible repair and training and treatment....and so on and so on right the way up through the system of education wouldn't society in general be irrevocably changed? Would their be less crime and suffering because so much behaviour and other problems will be detected earlier on? Wouldn't many of us be less targeted by the sensitive or bully in the class room coming back or resurfacing in our lives because suffering from what we did we laughed wrong at the wrong moment but then moved on only to find we are being dragged kicked and punched so to speak back to schools playgrounds? The nosey ones who went on to become the best spies forever poking around in the background of your life...what on earth would they feel like? But what does any of that if true amount too? 
Evidently, something very bad has gone on?
Sadly, there is little or nothing you can do if someone from your family or school went on to do something so cruel to someone or just in society in general....everyone on every side would be at a loss and full of the effects of damage from whatever was done!
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But investigations haven't stopped around me. From night to day the presence is like the effects of no holidays....as someone keeps on calling me name amongst them...we grew up as a family accused, if true, despite all we had been put through!
Just wanting to do ordinary just wouldn't do because the unwanted finds you!
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Frim dashing detectives, doctirs and nurses, law enforcement's personnel...yes...yes....something else happened....oh yes....in 2006-2007.  A clairaudient voice used to shout at me  more in East London than anywhere else.....fawn....fawn....could i understand why? No...i moved on with my life....fawn your fawn at times....did i know why.....no i got here in 2014 and got on with my life......fawn...fawn until you know why....even sounding like “your fawn" at times!
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But what do we with this life?
Try to get on with it night after night
As murderers remain useful to those filled with hate and spite
What chances do you have when coming from families which become legally mixed?
When the same things keep happening in an almost identical matter in tw0 separate locations?
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Back in the day in large familes trying to survive a kid was given to a kid to help ease pressure so they could play together and look after each other.
Well, I suffered from being a very possessive child....abused....i didn't know those kids weren't mine! So much I had never understood, much remained unexplained whilst been battered essentially for coping with all your injuries. I didn't understand who these kids were or that they weren't mine until i became independent of what went on.
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Cried all day like my life seems to be still crying today
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....as i sit down...as i go through this with what type or kind of thinking?
Have you ever asked your self especially when you all the decision you made led you into a complete and utter mess... how was your life supposed to turn out? 
Don't think i ever did until
 recently as my life became blighted by a lot of unwanted attention!
Is that a pointless question or a good question to ask yourself when trying to build a better life for yourself?
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How much less would any of us have suffered if we were properly filtered for want of a better word, and not just heaped into a pile which deemed us all as delinquents setting the scene for ongoing addiction to revenge instead of adequate treatment for: self-respect, addiction to destruction of the self and others,  possible or “ likely” ADD, self-esteem, self-confidence, and the most important one... correct and accurate perception of ourselves, and other people, and perceived circumstances, and perceived challenges?
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With what type of thinking was the abuses forced upon us not seen in wider society?
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With what type or kind of thinkg was justice almost impossible to find or negoitate once found?
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With what type of thinking are we creating? Living? Chosing? Negating? Ignoring? Or paying attention? Or paying attention but ignoring putting the eggs in socitey at the top of basket?
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People with what?
Are doing what?
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Natural Flowism
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A Freedom of BeĆ­ng!
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#laviniadeayr





 

Sunday, 3 October 2021

...they wait to see if you knew

The whole village remixed and regrouped...

Just sat there planning her revenge all these years long

From Scottish Airports to Earls Court? He played his lip like three two one two three

No code language, thank you

I laid on my bed and heard a voice shout out the “det”

From South Africa to Tangerines

From New York it seems to the back of Hackney

From the Scottish Hills to my books unfinished

From mess to progress

From the sickening of the overt

To clairaudient talk of Canary Wharf and Docklands

Who can tell which or what manifestation has come

And I am still not ready yet to bring the conclusion

Though I know the direction of stalker is still back with the layers which were originally laid!

As one Father comes to terms with hiding from his son as he is opened to what he had become

Dear I dare to think of anything else much disturbed by thought as I am!

Encroachment instead of encouragement

Years ago few would know what to do when so many adored flirted and was moved by the sounds of their voices as no crowd could be controlled

 

There in a belief system was inbred and an illness left which would go on to cost so many of us so many

It became so inbred it fed itself into authority that has a right to know about you because of what and the way they sang.

An innocent way of life to support admire and continually invest in someone’s Art  only trouble is they are not all like that!

From Colnebrook to home in the East End sounds like the same voices are around again in that distinctive high laughter

As they aim to please as much displeasure

Oh just get on with it!

They think aloud

As they curse me the control they believe they have

Though I never checked with them

Like most people affected by nosey people and stalker I have been far to busy getting on with my own life and minding my own business whilst they busy themselves by what controls them.

As they wait for the next move you make

As they wait maybe to help

As they wait to tell you about their own hell

As they wait to tell you of the duplicate abuse

As they wait

As they wait

As they wait?

You go about your day

They wait

Like the anonymity of a rock stars family?

Then after they wait they explain

“Some of us decided to Stalk your stalker back after them trying to swindle and get at us!