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Albert JJ
- Oxford
- Last Record: 2013-05-20 01:22:16 -0700
- Joined: Aug 23, 2009
- http://www.myspace.com...
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To have loved and to have lost is not best, although is seems eternal love does not exist except in words and lovers dreams. When chance or fate two lives entwine for som... |
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poem I wrote a while back
where is art when flowers grow? where is time when I let go? these man made measures that i know mean nothing in this world. we build ... |
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As I slowly walked away the thought of looking back consumed my mind. Overwhelmed by the moment all I could do was try to hold onto the feeling Each step taken... |
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As i look into the mist, i know not what i face. It matters not for i know this: each step i take is not in vain but one towards my impending bliss. |
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I glanced at my watch
3 minutes since I last looked I decided not to check it again for at least 5 minutes. |
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In the beginning there were two. Two was a good number because they weren't quite ready for three and had no need for another anyway. |
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this is the text version of my first ever record. It is the story of my first encounter with mental ilness and how friends of mine helped me through it. I'm posting it now in the hopes somebody ... |
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nobody cared if schrodinger's dog was dead or not. |
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now with added spelling! who would of guessed spell checking a document could take more than 5 hours.
This is my online journal. started on jan. 28th, 2004 the last entry on Nov. 6th, 2009. There is quite a lot of it so its asking a bit of anybody even to read it. what I think makes it kind of interesting is that I kept it before, during and after my first psychotic episode. I’m quite nervous about uploading it because I do come off kinda crazy/angsty/whatever. Even a year ago I don't think I would of let anybody read it in its entirety. Most of it was never written to be read.
As some of you may know, I suffer from bi-polar disorder. so when I say I come off a bit crazy at times this is mostly due to the fact I am quite crazy at times.
if anybody does take the time to read it your feedback would be really really valued.
I plan to add to what is here with extracts from papers journals I kept and a short lived blog.
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One day it will end. One day there will be nothing more. One day I wont make plans for tomorrow or do what I planned to do that day. Plans are great. |
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Time is meassured man by man, and in the life we try to seperate each second. But time is just the time it takes us all to die. |
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