Some inspirational poetry!

I hang out on a few forums, mostly ghosting around, reading the posts, gaining some knowledge and insight into people. But there is one forum which I have started to actively frequent a bit more and hang out in the chatroom there; AspiesCentral (https://www.aspiescentral.com/). The people are so welcoming and talented.

This is a poem one person wrote about his experiences. Unfortunately I couldn’t reblog direct from the original post over here, but here is the link to his new blog; http://allpoetry.com/CheeseCast . I hope he keeps on writing and putting stuff out there, I believe there is talent shining through here.


I’m Just Being Me!

The stars in the night sky are like people,
And I’m trying to do my best to reach out to them.
My arm is just not long enough,
So I cry.

You’re a disgrace,
A disgrace to humanity.
A disgrace to mankind,
All I wanted was for you to be kind.

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The Burdens We Carry

Many people find it difficult to understand how clinging to their experiences, emotions, past hurts, and fears hinder their progress to change in ways they want to. Mostly we cling to these things because change is scary. What if we don’t like what we become? What if other people don’t like me? What if something really bad happens to me and I haven’t been preparing for it? What if, what if, what if?

But living this way just leads to stagnation, we miss out on all the experiences happening right now. They fly right by us and we never notice because we are too busy thinking about what our grandmother said to us last Tuesday about the job we haven’t even got yet that we need to earn money to buy the house not yet built.

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Art and Depression

Definitely worth a read.

MURMURS

I have a student in my illustration class that had a rough day recently. In class it was obvious that he was having a hard time coping with something. It was also obvious that it wasn’t something totally to do with the class. This guy is really good, a serious student, excited about art and what the world has to offer, so it was surprising to see him in this state. After speaking with him for just a few minutes I could see his eyes getting wet and he got quieter. But he’d given me enough to go on. He was struggling with not being able to come up with suitable solutions to concepts/problems for some of his various assignments. We talked through it all and I told him that he’d loaded too high of an expectation in himself for a problem/assignment that I saw as a simple continuation or…

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Humans on Sydney Buses

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Riding the bus back home from the city today I was reading my book. An older man had got on with me at the city and had been sitting opposite me the entire time.

Eventually, one the bus reached Kensington, he asked me if I was a bookworm. For politeness’s sake I replied, “A little bit.”

“That’s good. Books are important. I wish my daughter was a bookworm.”

“How old is your daughter?”

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Geronimo!

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What to expect: A lot of mindless chatter about life, mostly my experiences and opinions cleverly disguised as mindless chatter.

What not to expect: Any kind of logical direction at all. Unless of course that is what I am going for, which is often going to be unlikely.

For now, have this pearl of wisdom I picked up from a very eventful Melbourne tram ride a few years ago. Only a few people know this story, but I think it’s definitely something that needs to be shared with the world.


Yesterday I made a small difference to another. Two roommates were travelling the tram yesterday afternoon and one of them was assuredly drunk. This drunkard was swearing, yelling, getting agitated, making comments about the Nazi’s and Germany and generally scaring the shit out of everyone. His roommate attempted to calm him down to no avail and ended up walking away. The tram driver stopped the tram on two occasions; once to tell the drunk what he was doing was inappropriate, the second time to announce over the loudspeaker that the police had been called as the drunk continued to act as a dangerous public nuisence and the tram would remain stationary until either the police arrived or the man disembarked. The man left the tram and proceeded down the tracks yelling profanities., the second time to announce over the loudspeaker that the police had been called as the drunk continued to act as a dangerous public nuisence and the tram would remain stationary until either the police arrived or the man disembarked. The man left the tram and proceeded down the tracks yelling profanities.

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