VISTAS: An awareness of a range of time, events, or subjects. A broad Mental View.
December 12

Good people are good because they've come to wisdom through failure. We get very little wisdom from success, you know.
- William Saroyan -


"We either make ourselves happy or miserable. The amount of work is the same."
- Carlos Castaneda -


"A new heart also will I give you, and a new spirit will I put within you: and I will take away the stony heart out of your flesh, and I will give you an heart of flesh. And I will put my spirit within you, and cause you to walk in my statutes, and ye shall keep my judgments, and do them."
- Ezekiel 36:26 -


sometimes silence is better
sometimes the hidden knowledge is more than one knows
sometimes when searching you lose what was
sometimes there just isn't anymore


there was a time when I believed in magic, a time when I felt things with everything in me instead of with this cold indifference of now. a time when everything affected me to the fullest point of emotion. There was a time that the hurt , and the caring intertwined, and that is when everything in me died.


The darkness is creping in and taking my mind from me, in the black there is no feeling, there is no hope, there is nothing, and right now I feel as though that is where I am at where thought is even hard, where waking in the mornings to the same nothingness is almost unbearable. To where eating is too much work and living isn't worth much at all. The funny thing about becoming so numb, there are no tears either, there is nothing but the walls holding me prisoner, and protecting me from all that is out there. Maybe not feeling, maybe not thinking is the only protection I have from the emptiness that is my lot in life.


Empathy for others is one gift I do have


I shut it off
Turned on the robot in my mind
function as a machine
no feelings
not pain
function on habit and programmed motions


The past will always be here and now
Never forgiveness, nor forgetting
from where we've been and whence we come

Mistakes return to haunt,
faith and trust lost
The closet is full, It's time to move on

Longing for a new start
knowing it won't be soon
pondering thy judgment, what went wrong


Perhaps the most delightful friendships are those in which there is much agreement, much disputation, and yet more personal liking.
- George Eliot -