Friends helping friends

*Please share this everywhere.  There’s actually an amazing 20 years of life behind this simple post but for know let’s just celebrate this company abd it’s owner. Amazing family and an amazing product. 

Benjamin. 2016. 

**donated a healing Cancer care package for during and after my treatments.Thank you,thank you, thank you a million times over .



I fear…I have not the strength to carry this burden.

I fear….. that I’ve lost before I’ve started and fail myself without even knowing it.

I fear ….. my Parkinson’s will be so bad after cancer I won’t want to live. .

I fear. …that I won’t be able to speak again or eat solid food.kiss a woman, feel a warm embrace. ..

I fear… I will be so full of hate after this curse that I will be the darkness I fear most…

I fear that I have lost my way completely and I face this oni in its home not mine. 

I fear that I will never truly see love the way I did. Shiny and new, I fear that this curse has mortally wounded the once fearful yet happy child me to the point where all truths are tainted with blood and tears of years of mistrust and loss. 

I fear I have seen the ugliest humanity has to show me in this life.when we leave we always leave something behind. This time it was me, my soul, my value as a human tossed aside. That I’ve never seen before…

I fear that I will lose my strength and like these tears of fireb that run down my face hitting the floor before another human sees their pain. 

I fear that with this fight I will fear nothing, for I will feel nothing and for an artist to run grey is to swallow the sunshine and have it forever fade away… that my dear is what I fear. 

The end.


“A life in crisis”


The night is hardest ~ dark

The silence echoes across the landscape of this heart… The nights are more cold… A little more dark than before… This seed sprouts in spurts and it hurts…..sometimes.
Like whips and lashes in silence and slashes… Nothing hurts more than dots and dashes…
Empty eyes view the night skys as these hollow man bleeds to death. Such a sad story about a boy and his dog ……except the boy always losses the dog in the end.
And laser beams really do kill…..I wonder what pill that rabbit would take if it had half a heart and less of a lions pride.
Kings kill babies and make slaves of poets in a mind filled with fluff’ stuff and peanut butter chocolate ice cream. Such bittersweet tooth fairy tale fantasy of demon babies, kittens and a princess or two…broken promises and broken hearts make for broken people and broken dreams.
The end.

B~it’s the night…
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What darkness becomes 

I’ve stood here and watched for to long…. 

My hearts grown cold of seeking forgiveness in barren lands. Now I shall bare these burdens no longer. 

I seek shelter from these storms of life, a simple coffee and pen some paint a lover and muse. I’ve grown to tired to fight with words…  

No battle is greater than now so please forgive if my panic you find frightening, trust me my invisible nothingness this to shall pass.

As the seasons of man slips away so does the love from this heart. 

heavy is the heart of a man broken and marked for life…. 

What darkness comes for the light today has a name I shall never speak it again for even just the thought of it  makes demons hold their hearts in sorrow … The night comes quickly to those lost at sea. What darkness becomes….is up to you and is up to me.. 

B. 2016 #words