VISTAS: An awareness of a range of time, events, or subjects. A broad Mental View.
January 24

birdcage with sign that says God Loves You
Mouse Drawn by B. J. Carper

Say a Prayer for me:

what does that bring to your mind?
The Prayer I'm asking you to say is done this way.

Get down on your knees
Sit in a chair
Anyplace you please
it does not matter for he sees

Close your eyes
rather whispered or screamed
Anyway you can dream
it does not matter for he hears

Open your mind, your soul
and your heart
ready to begin, ready to start
here is the beginning part
Dear Lord:

Give thanks to the Lord
for the sounds that you hear
the visions you see
the memories you carry
the love you give
and for the love you receive

Give thanks to the Lord
for the scent around
and the blessings that abound
for the laughter, the sound
the tears, and the ground

and now the finish is near
One last thank you and then Amen
God I'm so glad you are here.


Sometimes a person will think of things from the days gone by, things that are best left sleeping in the recesses of ones mind where they are safe and will no longer cut. But yet in doing so they are always there to return and to hurt the mental healing that goes with putting them away.


"Just don't give up on trying to do what you really want to do. Where there is love and inspiration, I don't think you can go wrong."
- Ella Fitzgerald -


life changes
it turns, it bends, it sways and then it goes away
life changes
it spins, it runs, it pauses, all with certain causes
life changes
it sits, it stands, it takes, whatever we make
life changes
its right, its wrong, is right side up, up side down
life changes


my mind wanders to places I rather it didn't
it thinks thoughts of things it shouldn't
My heart feels the pain of what could have been
and beats an unsteady beat


All I can do is sleep and cough


In the darkness of the night
lit only by moonlight
I think of you and my world turns bright


How much longer before I break down
Lose any sanity I have left
How much more can I take?


The brain is gone
overworked to where thought is impossible
The body aches
old and new scars, tearing, ripping
The heart is empty
a coldness that terrifies


The nightmares of losing everything
jpgs, gifs, and html's
bookmarks and contacts

Saved memories, and forgotten letters
added fonts and programs
midi's and addresses

Where do I start to rebuild?
what disk did I save it to
what have I done


Drama is life with the dull bits cut out.
- Alfred Hitchcock -