what is real

It is sad when you realize your feelings are not reciprocated. The love you projected was not recived or absorbed at the level transmitted.  You had expectations................that never existed. H

Today what I'm coping with ........

Saturday, October 08, 2016

Henry McClure

5307 SW 28th Street

Topeka, KS 66614

RE: Limited Power of Attorney

Dear Henry:

Please help me to live a sober life. In order to facilitate my sobriety I authorize you to speak on my behalf the following authorities and institutions to walk the path to sobriety and freedom.  

1. Meet with my court appointed attorney to assess my current situation to evaluate the existing conditions of my probation and ramifications of entering into a treatment plan. Help me to decide my legal future with existing counselor to hire new counsel.

2. Meet with my employer and get in writing an employment deal to take to court and pray for a work release deal.

3. Please work on admitting me to and intuition to detox.  

4. Meet with DA in 3 District Court to renegotiate a new deal to stay in compliance with existing sentenced and any modifications that might arise from requesting detox and further consequences from any day to day issues from requesting modifying existing probation.      

Respectfully,

voice of reason

I feel your dance of sadness. Remember those trying to hold you or keep you down are already beneath you. Giving an x another chance is like giving them another bullet to shoot you again and again. Focus on you and not any one else to bring you Joy.  Go forward my friend. :) I love you. 

Duke

John Wayne has it going on - click a see for yourself.

vbsa - look your pen! yikes

This is too powerful to keep a secret .... I know you asked me to keep it between us.....you lied once.

HOW I BECAME A MADMAN

      You ask me how I became a madman. It happened thus: One day, long before many gods were born, I woke from a deep sleep and found all my masks were stolen -- the seven masks I have fashioned and worn in seven lives -- I ran maskless through the crowded streets shouting, "Thieves, thieves, the cursed thieves." 
      Men and women laughed at me and some ran to their houses in fear of me. 
      And when I reached the market place, a youth standing on a house-top cried, "He is a madman." I looked up to behold him; the sun kissed my own naked face for the first time. For the first time the sun kissed my own naked face and my soul was inflamed with love for the sun, and I wanted my masks no more. And as if in a trance I cried, "Blessed, blessed are the thieves who stole my masks." 
      Thus I became a madman. 
      And I have found both freedom and safety in my madness; the freedom of loneliness and the safety from being understood, for those who understand us enslave something in us. 
      But let me not be too proud of my safety. Even a Thief in a jail is safe from another thief. 

a work in progress

There has to be a villain, this could not be my fault

I need someone to blame for the way things turned out

I never change or make mistakes, I stay true to the cause

I need someone to blame to hold my head high as i live a double life

at the end of the day I'll use your name the public can be sold

look in my eye they gleam as flash my sparkling smile

I can keep this up all day and do it all the time

This is the life i live i can't get to the light

until then I will do it this way, it is the easy way the only way i know

god forbid I change my ways i never have as long as I lived

I just start over with all new peeps and lay it on so thick

by the time on done I believe it myself this quite a trick

each and every seduction starts this way and it will last for while

until i stub my toe a forget to play the game

now that i'm exposed and you have me figured out

you now will take the blame and are the villain of the day

this is just the way it is and no need to change

When you fix yourself i'll be right here you join in the fun

this is the way i live my lie

I do know right from wrong; deep down I'm good

When the other personalty makes the decisions I will be saved.

until then you are evil and stand with quite crowd

you are blocked yet I can't get you out of my mind

you changed your ways this can't be true; i want this for me

Henry McClure praying for change you feel in your heart

Henry McClure - a work in progress too