This is a place to showcase your art or your thoughts. This blog was created for my daughter Elizabeth who is a great artist and also has Schizophrenia. It is a place of full self-expression so please feel free to comment and participate. I will be posting here as well and my 8-year-old Hannah as well. Hopefully, we will keep you entertained. Please share this with all your friends who are artists.
Wednesday, February 27, 2019
My idea of my thoughts and what I think of them.
When in that insanity, thoughts become daily. When these thoughts become, more of your reality, and predict your thoughts, it becomes warped. Being a warped person, your personality changes also. For a long time, I have been warped and disturbed. You hate reality, you try to escape it and get out of the hell in this mess. However, humanity, love?
Look, I try to give love, I really do. But at some point, when things were bothering me, all I can think about was the thing I was scared of. That insanity that made a mode into a blood thirst war machine that does not care? Hehehhehe... it is a delightful thought of blood, however, when does that trigger? When does that cross over? I wonder that when I am frustrated, sad, or lonely, and when I am scared. I am but I will move on.
Monday, February 25, 2019
Depression
Hurt, the idea of hurt, the madness of a crazed mind and heart. The sounds of voices and noises. The thought of your heart pulsing and moving. Going through ups and downs. Going through the relationships if people and losing and gaining things. Annoying things and good and blessed ideas. Losing and giving. Thinking and doing.... And crying. It is normal to think that in the pit of depression. You think. And then you write. Your passion, ideas, dreams, experiences and so on, overflow this struggle and then you move on. The step is yours.
Thursday, February 21, 2019
What I feel at times
I find that, sometimes I do get lonely or sad. Sometimes I feel depressed out of it, but sometimes I think about other thoughts. Finding my ability to not give up, dealing with voices and other thoughts that are maddening and disturbing.... It gets to a point where I wonder about sanity and insanity and the things of life. Finding my motivation, self- worth, and trust in people is hard but it pays off. It literally is when you realized what you been through and you snap, but you are happy. You are happy.. and also.. you are smiling.. why because you know at that point, nothing will stop you.
