Hello depression my old friend,
we were due to meet again.
All you do is lay in bed,
wishing you were simply dead.
This is the sound of suffering.
This is the noise my demons bring.
From my pain creativity grows.
Longing for a means to end my woes.
I don't want to be silent anymore.
Losing all those that I adore.
This horrid feeling that I hate.
I just want it to abate.
This sickness a mental virus.
This is the sound of silence:
http://youtu.be/5gFnCwVqbWs
Ode to TED and Inspiration [Link Poetry] by Ultimape, literature
Literature
Ode to TED and Inspiration [Link Poetry]
Ode to TED and Inspiration
Link Poetry (hint: hover and click on stanzas!)
- On the makings of utopias.
Start Simple
We should cherish our perspectives, our cultures,
while accepting our shortcomings As part of who we are.
Also, we should be optimistic, even inspired
because we are going in the right direction.
This not a pipe dream!
We are meant to work together and we can develop compassion.
But in order to succeed we need to defeat irrationality,
magical thinking, and other frauds.
Because these are the last mile problems
that prevent us from thinking critically.
We will face hard decisions,
even perhaps letting go of god (but not l