nccotus

I had another favorite own poem from the early 2000s that I wrote up on the magic erase board at my psychiatrists office:

“Love, Love, Love

Love makes your hair grow gray.

Love, Love, Love

It’s worth it anyway.

Love, Love, Love

Find it right where you are

No matter who you are

Find it deep in your heart,

it’s never too late to start,

Oh Love.”

(Upon purchasing a guitar in Clearwater, Florida.)

(I was in my forties.)

after awhile I swiped it off of the magic erase board and everyone got pissed because they didn’t know who wrote it.

I drew a picture of a butterfly where it had been and someone put a checkmark there or something like that I don’t remember it was a long time ago.

but my hair was already growing grey!

now it’s close to 2 1/2 decades later and my hair is silver and gold. It’s all coming together now for me. I have the new policy to approach any task with Love. Where i was stuck on a hateful energy there because of the abortions

I need to resupply Love in this regard before this bad bitter energy kills me too soon. I finally see the energy of the abortions etched in terror over the recent experience here and also awhile ago that I lived through a without understanding.

abortion is evil and bad but here to stay until we find a better way to solve the problems created by promiscuity in today’s society in the First World and other issues currentled handled through the availability of abortion as we currently use it.

you have to see the bad energy and know how to curb it before it kills you.