And yes I have a problem with self harm. There are two people irl that go out of their way to make life so annoying and so miserable it was harmful to be around one of them so bad that we had to flee and get away as far as we could and still stay away to this day. It was so bad that my S.O. had to put his head on his hands on the couch and cry. A grown man. ( It was a long time ago, but still ) And me, I still had the shakes until recently if I even think about her.
The other one can be such a manipulating hateful game playing trickster at times it actually causes me to hit myself on the head by being so fucked up and annoyed from it. I try to stay away and as far away as much as possible.
Those are the only two that are the individuals in real life that ONLY can be and are so annoying and destructive that they can actually go as far as fucking me up beyond belief and at any moment. And was and is enough for one lifetime. Mine. So I have to either be on guard or learn to cope every chance I can.
And I don't ever want to be around any more of it whatsoever and I refuse to ever again !!!!!!!
And they are the only two in my whole entire life that can actually and have destroyed me and that actually can do that and always have. Including financially as well. It also seems like it will be for eternity. Because they just know how. It seems to be no matter what, ... it is what they actually exist for. Somehow they do it !!
And yes the intensity of solar flare electromagnetic radiation at certain levels makes them lose it and seems to get so much worse. I kind of try to watch Space Weather so that I can be on the lookout. BOLO.
Oh yes and please. No matter how stupid this seems or sounds like it is. Please take me seriously because I have been through some serious and genuine harm from this because it hasn't left me yet. But I, try not to let it make me blow or Snap. Somehow it still does. I think it will forever. And I do hope for it to don't do that and for it not to somehow, some way.
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Poetry by E E Cummings. Who went outside of the norms in his poems.
Here is some poetry. For your thread.
I liked reading these
I just liked to see how we can see our own inner world in the world around us through poetry.
And I do try to Cope. Hahaha. I really do Try.
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You are tired,
E. E. Cummings
You are tired,
(I think)
Of the always puzzle of living and doing;
And so am I.
Come with me, then,
And we’ll leave it far and far away–
(Only you and I, understand!)
You have played,
(I think)
And broke the toys you were fondest of,
And are a little tired now;
Tired of things that break, and–
Just tired.
So am I.
But I come with a dream in my eyes tonight,
And knock with a rose at the hopeless gate of your heart–
Open to me!
For I will show you the places Nobody knows,
And, if you like,
The perfect places of Sleep.
Ah, come with me!
I’ll blow you that wonderful bubble, the moon,
That floats forever and a day;
I’ll sing you the jacinth song
Of the probable stars;
I will attempt the unstartled steppes of dream,
Until I find the Only Flower,
Which shall keep (I think) your little heart
While the moon comes out of the sea.
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maggie and milly and molly and may
maggie and milly and molly and may
went down to the beach (to play one day)
and maggie discovered a shell that sang
so sweetly she couldn’t remember her troubles,and
milly befriended a stranded star
whose rays five languid fingers were;
and molly was chased by a horrible thing
which raced sideways while blowing bubbles: and
may came home with a smooth round stone
as small as a world and as large as alone.
For whatever we lose(like a you or a me)
it’s always ourselves we find in the sea
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"For whatever we lose, like a you or a me, it's always
ourselves we find in the sea. "
" May came home with a smooth brown stone as small as a world and as large as alone."
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[somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond]
By E. E. Cummings
somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near
your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose
or if your wish be to close me,i and
my life will shut very beautifully,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the colour of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing
(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands
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i carry your heart with me
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
Poetry by E E Cummings : Words outside the norms.
May be Witchcraft too. I'm sure.