A street;A stump; it”s 1959:

I am Bi-polar. I use few drugs. Exercise is my escape, the doctors watch my every move as if I am ready to explode into a homicidal rage at any moment. Sometimes, I say:Boo! and laugh, “Mike, this is not the least bit funny.” I must say my house is filled with a woman so religious, I swear she has a phone tied right to God Himself! I have a 30 year old son who loves animals but is afraid to be on a bus, social anxiety? I have to walk 12+ miles a day to unwind my head. I know of one spot that is “my” spot down the longest dead end street you have ever seen. On the side of the road is a stump where you can sit and look at emerald green fields, bored cows, the sky, the clouds are all one. Nature rules here. No people,cars,houses, just silence. If you sit and be still, and your breathing slows down; I raise my head,close my eyes,inhale,let the air out slowly. I feel that I can make it another day, I need this place. No pill can give me what this place does. Why can”t the doc”s see that? Nature, this place, and 1959 when I was young reminds me that I can do it, One foot at a time.

Meditation brings wisdom;lack of meditation leaves ignorance.

Know well what leads you forward and what holds you back,

and choose the path that leads to wisdom.



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