Coping with Mental Illness
- ryetheguy22
- Jun 26, 2021
- 3 min read
6/25/2021
Ryan
Coping with mental Illness
I experience another day, and a grateful one too. To be a one grateful one must consider his fortune. To be blessed to be. Likely. As one who is. A privilege it is, Consider the meditation. Rely upon it. To be able to think, to love and enjoy. But is this the very thing ailing me? What is the medicine? What is prescribed? Why?
Genetics are superficial. Outgrow them. Why? How? Say my life is don. Then what? Ages of men have gone to their graves before me. Many to feed what is in the here and now. To natures will of loss and pain. Respect all things for what they are.
Black Earth
Kill the earth and you get water. Kill the flame and you get air. Kill yourself and you proved your point. Because like in most genetic schools of nature there are underlying problems that can be blamed on your ancestors. Morpheus why did you wake me up?
Supermoons the pathway to inherent spiritual relief
The gateway to hell is paved with good intentions. Dark inventions of mine. It is what it is. These birds got me super high, so I keep saying go to you alters and stop relying on my dreams to eat. Get my wet dream out of your anus and go find a seed to plant in your own hierarchy of Nightingales and geese. But these ducks got these long duck ducks and they out here goosing.
Diatribe of melancholic underachieving
The saying of this stoic although. Although his language was Greek, and the culture Hellen. There is no reason to detract from what must be concise and true to self in its form.
Banana bread and coffee pots
The chi tea was the greatest and most enlightening experience of my formative years. The taste of this drink reached my soul in ways never yet had in my Snapple drinking youth of trigonometric equations and molarity. Of ESL skipping days that were made up by summers reading the prisoner of Azkaban and The Lord of the Rings saga. Of weeding gardens and struggling with mulch and concrete. Of houses I have spent days wondering why the music was so loud and why I put so much vodka into that mixed drink that was said to be too strong, but drunken anyway. But that has nothing to do with banana bread and you know it.
Woodstock and snoopy
Not because Linus was bad at the piano or anything. Damn look at those pumpkins. (.)(.)
Eve 6 and ginger ale
The beginning of it goes like that but its honestly just an awkward walk to the fridge for seltzer, a joke about America to a bus driver, and a cigarette break after every group. Not to mention living dead girl bro. This chick was rocking nonfatty acid and talking about tony hawk.
The out-patient in-patient dilemma
Literally hot. The vape exploded and there was blood on my shorts. Then again does not mean I had to kill the earth to find a spider in my cup. Not that spider in mental wards are bad signs. Or that I needed to drink 100 dollars’ worth of energy drinks. I would have taken the vodka and cigarettes into nature and just looked for a super moon. Until Jackson Pollacks unusual lighting on this tiny spit of sand reminds me of how peculiar Long Island ice teas are. But instead, I sat around watching sports center wondering why outside such a bad thing is and no I do not mean in your little bird cages filled with actual me not enjoying myself at all. Or why the beds are so uncomfortable, and this guy’s not eating his food. On a regular day I take a lot of piss out of a lot of things. But there are just sometimes you feel like peeing in the shower because you thought it was some type of futuristic toilet.
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