Thirty Three Mystery Quotes

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32, Dream of the song we can sing.  Unite dreams calling upon heavens listening silence we have thoughts to conclusion everything eternity, Flowing circles within circles spheres of love we find ourselves here never lost.

 

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~ Nicholas ~

Mental Illness

In Notes:

Loneliness in your own mind why are we like this a never ending  process of self doubt and despair. Never to be compatible with social construct, a constant fight of depression and dark thoughts against yourself. There are no holidays from yourself and the damage that other people conflict. Found myself Easily used for the will of other people. Attracting the dominant never fitting into any relationship. Never finding it easy to make friends and for the most comfortable to live without as this is less complicated.

 

There is no independence constantly fatigued with the side effects of medication that does not end. Taking medication just to live with people around me always aware of relapses and this means, psychosis and the need for hospitalisation. Personally I have a good recover rate but many don’t. The lowest days thoughts of suicide are constant I believe this is the most selfish thing a person could do but there is no way to avoid contemplating it.

 

Therapy though writing and creating art work makes the biggest difference but it is really difficult To be recognised in these fields I love photography to mostly avoid taking images of people, I have been pushing myself on this aspect. Start with self portraits then get people involved when you grasp the best of your camera.

 

Computers are a God send to express yourself more freely to get lost in ideas other than watching television being brainwashed. My first computer was a scheme Lenored Cheshire promoted. I created a office space where I was most comfortable, started teaching myself web design this took me to different worlds in my mind elevating stress. My advice to anyone is to buy a nice notebook and a expensive pen even just to doodle with odd words this will carry you forward. The saying goes if you put your problems into words that’s half the battle. And this is true also to help other people the more public you are the more elevation, At first networking scared the hell out of me but don’t be afraid to express yourself just be kind at heart.

 

There is to much injustice in this world don’t be part of it we all have the dream of winning the lottery buying land and building houses for all our family to live as a community or is that just me? In your darkest moments you cannot see or feel the love for you. It is almost impossible but people do care. Psychiatric nurses and psychiatrists are there to help do not fight them, you are unique and a very special person and I would know that you are.

 

~ Nicholas Leslie ~

Yemen, Banished Dreams

Climbing to death nowhere where we are, look in the mirror

Seared through light this darkness forces ripple time.

Imagination never proceeds, step from the clouds no dream.

 

Contamination of the mind this can be asked the sharp point of truth,

I can see you passing by in the shadows this infinity calls me.

Blindness no more curse forgive the self this last moment.

 

This destruction never ends starved of love these people,

Lost the hope as you stand and watch starvation.

Complicity to this demise blood on your hands.

 

Take me from this cruel world I want know more,

Just to say I care images banished dreams of peace.

We are truly lost on these deep seas of darkness.

 

As we slowly choke to death on pollution,

The time as have we lost the answer is yes,

We are born naked to this world for moments to learn.

 

Time is no more…

 

© Nicholas Leslie MMXVIII Progressive Poetry

Lyrics, We Have the Blues,

We have the blues…..

Want you to love me slow

Ba-bys gone out of town

Want you to love me slow till dawn.

where is my babes I’m a sad man

Love me and slow

Ba-bys out of town this is the blues

this shack of mine empty and old

I want you to love me long and slow

My woman  out of town.

shaking a whole lot of tail feathers.

Ba-bys gone out of town

my love for you is strong.

Want you to love me slow and long.

© Nicholas Leslie MMXVIII

 

Related to Characterization

Then Related to ideas.

Three C’s of characterization.

1, Consistence – character true to type

2, Complicity – full of contradiction

3, Change – evolution affected with potential to grow

Attention to the characters emotions in the creative process with the balance of plot – subterfuge.

List, goals and aspirations

List, barriers or obstacles

List, truth and lie’s of the character

List, strengths of character

List, secrets

List, promises

Make the character become aware – evolving the quest.

Bring details of observation of character and surroundings.

Make original detail from your awareness of description.

Create atmosphere with descriptive abstract imageries.

Take creative risk.

Take moments in time for sensual detail.

The writers side should be open hearted in the story telling and production of images for the reader.

Give insight of awareness into specific details of the character and surroundings and third person interactions.

Specific to detail to and from the subject with the character, person giving emotional weight in any transformation.

Be truthful.

Epiphany

Vision of you, I have wings I will not save you. Answers my queen I have a goddess upon me. Confusion In your eyes at the bridge of summer days.

My heart torn from my chest upon days of freedom. Never seek love my angel stars will shine galaxy's collide. countdown to the epiphany, epiphania sheer light.

I love you to these days of the spiraling torment, humanity none. Placed to the floor please run for the door open mind. Were never to far farther beating the innocence from us.

I see mountains climb In the skies eternity thunder at our feat. Look closer come closer gaze upon tormented eyes I am you. Shame to history's fallen comes forth your words In damnation.

The horizon calls to you death In the absence of hope. Anobaith were calling out In silence were are not here. Let me think of you dancing reflections upon the ocean.

The story will be told sitting hands clasped contact ground. Talk to me just talk I have no words to conclude, My people let go thunder the sky reconstruct history our way.

Raining death on the innocent justify the weak no more. Hold out your hands help, hold out your hands peace. Clasp tight love hold tight love be love In yourself.

Distilled from our God's son we achieve the mind find. Plain words to embrace this angel can say no more fallen. Embers of our lost souls on shores of light washed ocean waves.

Back from the lost proclaimer, proffwyd rain fire simplicity. There Is no forgiveness no redemption grasp the rain tightly. Telling told hear the drums beat lower than serenity.

The pain subsides to trimerous the three angels within. climax there are changes for humanity we change. Shout your freedom now.
© Nicholas Leslie 2017

Romantic

So Seen and saw don’t add up, we come to vision as You came Into my vision, that is a more romantic word as In you are a vision. Saw just implies sawing a piece of wood. Seen Is past tense and both saw and seen seem, quite uneducated and I think more difficult to place. So It was In my vision implies that you had a vision as In foresight or a capacity to envisage the future. You are a vision Is self explanatory a person or sight of unusual beauty. Then we can come to glimpse or field of view, as It was a momentary or partial view. So now we can build from saw to seen to vision, glimpse, view this Is to see something or to be seen from a particular place.
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You came Into my vision I glimpsed you from the view.

left© Nicholas Leslie 2016