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Bit of a good-afternoon poem,4 those in the proper time zone,if not save it for a rainy day,if you please,,,,?

A TRANQUIL AFTERNOON

At home
Alone.

As the rain
Paints it’s pictures
Upon the windows-pane
I read with silent thoughts.

Spared this day
Of the gardens toil
As the sky weeps
It’s nourishing tears

I kick off my shoes
And enjoy this cruise
Of a tranquil afternoon,,,,,,

Dorian,,,,

What are the steps I need to take to heal myelf?

I will try to explain my life in a nutshell. Im 25 years old, very happy with my man. I have a lot of good friends and a little sister who i love. Our parents were abusive, my friends and boyfriend and family (who I was never allowed to see) all have the opinion that we grew up in a cult. I don’t see it that extreme but, i was in it so maybe that’s why. I will give you a few examples… We were never allowed to eat meat, we were forced to be 103 pounds at all times and put through deists, denied clothes if we didn’t meat the weight requirementse were mentally andsed but it was all justified by “spare the rod spoil the child” we never went to school nor did any homework, we worked from morning till night tending to orchards, gardens and cleaning our homes and we moved a lot so we wouldn’t get caught by the “government my sister and I remodeled a lot of homes (14 homes) we learned how to do tile, paint ETC. we weren’t allowed to cecelebratehristmas or easter or valentines day or st. patrics day, and each birthday my Mom would get in a fight with whos ever bday is wasn’t and run to her room and hide and cry all day. My dad worked 24/7 while my mom stayed home with us and everyday. I feel like now, I worry about any other person but myself, i have o idea who i am, I am struggling with finding good work because Im uneducated, but Im very bright, I have worked for companys before that I have gotton to move up, only to have to move. It makes me upset but i still talk with them, I have also as the oldest and the kind one, had guilt and more burdens put on my sholders. when I was a child I was so lonley, I would ask my mom if I was her best friend because I didn’t have one and she would say “No God is my best friend” and walk away. I let men do horrific things to me from age 5 and up, because I ws so incredably lonly and all the kid were in school, the only intrest was from those kinds of people, and i would find old people and bring them flowers and talk to them. When I was 13 then I went to some church camp where they explained “sexual sin” so i stopped after that.
Now I still feel lonley, even though I am surounded by good friends and a boyfriend who is strong and happy. What can I do to heal myself?
The physicall abuse was explained to us as “If we spare the rod, we spoil the child.” We would have welts and bruses.

is my crime story good?

Detective Murray Hudson’s eyes scanned the large living room, finally coming to rest on the body of Sasha Riley lying on the bloodstained carpet. The infamous model, known for her diva-like attitude and her regular public tantrums had been stabbed twice in the stomach while in her home exercising to a workout tape, with photographers and journalist’s right outside her gates while talking to her agent David Reid. On hearing her scream from inside the house, Reid ran inside, mid-sentence to journalists on the other side of the large gates guarding the house, to find the body of his boss on the floor.
Hudson was stumped. Not only had the murderer ran inside the mansion, found the woman, killed her, and exited the building without being seen, but hadn’t even left behind a trace of evidence. As he walked around the perimeter of the room he contemplated suicide. Only yesterday had a Hudson himself read a harsh rumour that had been spread, making page three of the tabloids. The story claimed Riley had stolen the husband of her own cousin, a quiet suburban mother of three, in a bid to get revenge on a poor nanny she had recommended. Of course, Riley rejected any stories of such, even claimed she didn’t even know the woman. Surely cruel rumours were enough to erase all will to live? Hudson sighed, ‘Who am I kidding?’ He thought, even in today’s world, where child stars as young as fifteen were entering the world of drugs, alcohol and sex, suicide was out of the question. Every bit of the little evidence collected pointed to murder.
Hudson walked over to a shaken up Reid, sitting on a couch holding a mug of coffee although showing no sign of actually drinking it.
“How are you feeling?” asked Hudson.
“A little better, thank-you.” replied Reid, looking up and forcing a tiny smile.
Hudson sat next to Reid on the couch, and was about to ask him to recite what happened, but Reid seemed to have read his mind.
“I was talking to the media on the other side of the gates,” he began “they were asking about that God-awful rumour that had been splashed across the tabloids. Anyway, I had been out there for about ten minutes, when I heard the scream of Miss Riley. I ran inside…” He trailed off.
“And you’re perfectly sure you didn’t see anybody at all running away from the house?”
“Yes, positive. How could they get in anyway, the gates were all shut, the doors locked aside from the front where I had come out to meet the journalists?”
Hudson shook his head. The same question was trailing about through his own mind. It sounded like a very bizarre riddle.

Two days later, Hudson was sitting at his desk when his partner, Inspector Clarkson, rushed in reciting news he had received about a crazed stalker of Riley who had been given a restraining order in May the previous year. Although the man had not bothered Sasha Riley since the order was issued, and Hudson was quite doubtful that a stalker would go almost a year without bothered Riley and suddenly murder her, it was like a breath of fresh air to him. For the past forty-eight hours the investigation into the death was moving at a glacial pace, with a number of small false leads, which even had Hudson doubting whether this case was a solvable one.
Clarkson and Hudson arrived at the home of Tony Gotzheim after winding their way to through the city and eventually finding themselves in a dreary looking neighbourhood, one where the houses front gardens were overgrown, the windows stained grey and shoes draped over telephone wires at every corner. Walking through Gotzheim’s front lawn he saw a dead-looking car parked among a bunch of other garbage that was beyond recognising. Knocking on the paint-peeled door he immediately heard footsteps coming down the corridor behind the door. The door opened, and before them stood a man who’s last shave was three weeks over due. His hair was greasy, eyes bloodshot, and the stench coming from him was less than pleasant.

i’m not sure how to start this conversation between Gotzheim and Hudson.. any ideas? I’m not excatly sure how a derelict stalker would react to a murder investigation of his idol.
I’m only in grade nine, so please no abuse. All constructive critisism will be appreciated (:

Does this pretty much sum up the issue of illegals?

A common tactic employed by immigration proponents is to accuse opponents of racism. They charge that opponents want to deny a new breed of immigrant the chance to become Americans as many of our immigrant forefathers did. They paint a Norman Rockwell-type picture of honest, hard working immigrants, planting gardens, working in fields, doing the work “no Americans want to do.” So, in town after town across the nation the battle rages. And that is really the point. Illegal immigration is not just a border issue. It is a national issue affecting every large city and almost every small town. It must be understood that illegal immigration is not just a matter of some unhappy peasants hoping to seek a better life. It is a $300 billion a year industry, combining the interests of multinational corporations with those of drug cartels and Latino street gangs. Caught in between are American communities and the American way of life. Some cities, especially those along the points of entry at the border have become dangerous no-mans lands, where no property is safe, no American citizen is able to leave their home unarmed and some politicians turn a blind eye as they profit under the table. As a result American civilization is beginning to break down. That is why so many Americans refuse to back down on the issue, continuing to demand a crack down, no matter what name calling they must endure.
Senator Gillibrand’s position on illegal immigration represents the position of the vast majority of those New Yorkers who have taken the time to understand what the true cost of ILLEGAL immigration is costing their communities.

The issue is simply about the abrogation of law. The effort needs to be focused against the individuals, businesses and politicians who create this problem and cheat honest business owners and workers by allowing illegal hiring practices under the table. In short, the issue is about enforcement of the law, cost and corruption.

In today’s materialistic world of consumerism anceleb culture, what do you think ?

is the best way to rear a child?

ok, i know most everyone will boo at the way this child is being brought up…but are the options any better?
Deborah Drapper looks every inch your average 13-year-old. Her bedroom in Dorset is pink and filled with dolls, she “tweets” on Twitter, and she has a blog in which she talks about her pet rabbits, and what fun it was when it snowed recently.
Deborah is in this (enviable) position because instead of being nurtured on a diet of celebrity culture, Deborah has been brought up on a combination of Christianity and traditional family values.
Deborah has the almost preternatural self-confidence that comes from being home-schooled. She spends half of each day praying, cooking, exercising, painting and gardening, and the other half studying a Christian curriculum that includes collectivism and creationism. She is super-bright and fiercely opinionated. She thinks that evolution is “one of the most ridiculous theories ever” and blames it for most of the nation’s ills.
“If you are taught from the start that you are just a piece of slime and that you have evolved from an animal then is it any surprise if you act like one? Survival of the fittest; if you don’t like someone, kill them. That’s what evolution teaches people so is it any wonder when children go to school and do just that?”
“I am not envious of other girls my age. I am happy as a person. A lot of the people I meet on a Friday night are not happy. If anything, they should be envious of me.”

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/comment/columnists/bryonygordon/4966672/Deborah-Drapper-Follow-the-Bible-not-the-Beckhams.html

Edit: Sorry! read that as “and celeb culture”..
Edit: i haven’t seen the program Duchess…if you say she seems lonely then i’m sure she is, poor girl. If only people wouldn’t go to extremes…if only a nice balance between this way and the other extreme crazy way could be found…, perhaps our world would be a better place.

I’m thinking about getting a bird pet, what suits my lifestyle?

So I’m 15 and I am thinking about getting a bird, because I am an artist and draw & paint the animals I see around me. I have a dog and go horse riding twice a week, so my main drawing subjects are dogs and horses. I am very fascinated by birds though, because they are very intelligent (I also love to observe animal behaviour), and I wish to get to observe them so I can work out how to draw them better that I do now. But these are not the only reasons, I also just want to live the experience of building up a relationship with an animal that is so different from us.

So, I am mainly interested in small parrots, I read a little bit on wikipedia and found that barred parakeets and lovebirds are my favourites.

But here comes the problem: I stay in school from 8 am to 5 pm, and then I have lots of homework to do. So for 5 days a week i’m almost always gone. My mother’s there most time, but I think she would ignore the bird. I was thinking of getting 2 birds, but I read that then the bird would not be so interested in the human? I also read that a lovebird kept alone makes a much better pet than 2 together. Also, I think that birds shouldn’t stay in such small cages all the time, but I live in belgium, where the weather is pretty crappy (especially now that winter’s approaching), so a big cage in the garden isn’t a good idea

So here’s the info about what I think would be important in a bird. Obvously, it’s impossible to get all that togerther in the perfect bird, but if you can tell me a bird (parrot) that could have a happy life with me, that’d be great.
-It would definitely have to be a small parrot. I would want it to have plenty of space in its cage, but I don’t have the space for a too big cage, either. Maybe one of those big cages that are tall like a man and you can put in a corner of the room, but I don’t think my parents would like it.
-It should be all right with being alone some time. I am gone 5 days a week, but on 3 days of those 5 my mother’s there, and I have a dog, so it wouldn’t be completely isolated, just not getting too much attention. On mondays and tuedays, it would be isolated until I come home from school though, because we put the dog in his outside cage when no one’s home
-It should be a bird that can build up a nice realtionship with me. If the bird doesn’t go flying away all the time but stays like on my shoulder or something, I could keep it with me when getting my homework done. I know that I’ll have to work alot to achieve that, though.
-I don’t know if there is a difference between different bird types for that, but it shouldn’t smell bad. If the bird smells bad or makes sounds that are too annoying, there is no chance for it to get one of those big man-sized cages in the living room or something.

So, if anyone can give me some info about it all, that would be really nice…
Oh and also I have a few questions: Is it possible to train the birds to come back? How can you get the bird back in the cage when you left it free to fly round the room? Is it possible to tech the bird not to go shitting all round the room when free? Thank you!

RA/DA & All Harry Potter Fans! 83 Way To Annoy, Harass, and Generally Scare The Dursleys!?

83 ways to annoy, harass, and generally scare the Dursleys!
Sorry! It’s quite long! You don’t have to read the whole thing!

1. Should Dudley be backing up for any reason, go “beep, beep, beep…”

2. Egg their house. Don’t feel confined to chicken eggs.

3. Coat their entire kitchen with butter.

4. Get a cheap Muggle cell phone. Give it a very annoying ring tone, and set it to ring every hour on the hour. Make it invisible. Hide it in the air vent of their house.

5. Charm their garden hose to come to life and spray them down.

6. Charm their lawn to sprout large purple mushrooms. When stepped on, these mushrooms should squeak loudly.

7. Replace any flowers in their garden with the ever popular water squirting flowers.

8. Sneak some particularly eerie-looking gnomes into their garden. Partially hide them behind bushes and such, so that they appear to be spying on those nearby.

9. If there’s any room left in the garden, plant them a particularly sensitive Mimbulus Mimbletonia.

10. Slip a doxy into their mailbox…

11. …And a gnome in their pantry…

12. …And Kreacher under one of their beds…

13. …And a boggart into the refrigerator. Tell Dudley its a new dieting technique.

14. Offer them foot rubs.

15. Gather a large group of people together, and surround the Dursley’s house. Have everyone press their faces against the windows. When Mr. Dursley charges out to confront the group, tell him that you are there to eavesdrop, and ask if its a good time.

16. Paint the Hogwarts crest on their front door.

17. Use a permanent sticking charm to attach a wizards cape and hat to their front door, beneath the painted crest.

18. On New Year’s Eve, anonymously send them a box of well-disguised wizard crackers.

19. On Valentine’s Day, send each Dursley about sevent-five valentines by owl, signing them all from “their secret, magical admirer.”

20. On St. Patrick’s Day, gather some particularly jolly leprechauns and persuade them to do a jig merrily on the Dursley’s front lawn for the entire day. Ring the front doorbell, and Disapparate.

21. On Bonfire Night/Independence day, send them a box of Weasley’s Wild Fire Whizbangs.

22. If Petunia sould ever inquire of you an idea for a Halloween costume, suggest a witch.

23. If Dudley should ever ask the same question, suggest a pig.

24. For Christmas, get all of your Hogwarts friends together. Show up at the Dursley house, and sing christmas carols loudly, for as long as possible.

25. Replace any hard sweets that may be in the house, with the Weasley “effects” sweets.

26. Grind several Ton-Tongue toffees into a fine powder, and add it to any and all of the flour and sugar canisters.

27. Put a charm on Dudley that will make him crawl and walk on walls and cielings, Spider-Man style.

28. Wake the whole family up at five in the morning to lead them in a peppy exercise routine. Include lots of Jumping Jacks.

29. Offer to read their tea-leaves.

30. Should they accept, tell them you see three figures, two fat, one thin, all very bad tempered. Go on to say that these people will never find happiness and are best avoided.

31. Infest their home with Pygmy Puffs.

32. Tell them they don’t exist.

33. Find the most “un-Dursleyish” person you know, and set them up on a blind date with Dudley.

34. Write “Aunt Marge” on a bunch of inflated balloons. Fill the Dursley’s kitchen with them.

35. Find a way to magically change the color of their outfits, making each outfit a different lurid color depending on the day of the week (hot pink for Monday, Neon Green for Tuesday).

36. Switch Dudley’s homework with Harry’s.

37. Make all the doors in their house require passwords. Try to make these passwords either sickeningly cute, or magic-loving.

38. Shave off Uncle Vernon’s mustache under the cover of darkness.

39. Transfer this mustache onto Petunia.

40. Leave a bundle of fake wands from Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes tied up with a ribbon on their coffee table.

41. Try this dialogue with Dudley: “Hey Dudley, guess what?” “What?” “Nothing.” Repeat this several times daily.

42. Get a stuffed rabbit and wrap it in swaddling clothes like a baby. PIn a note saying that they must care for this precious child, and guard it with their lives. Add a post script saying that should the rabbit government find that they are mistreating it in anyway, they will be dealt with. Ring their doorbell, and Dissaparate.

43. Suggest to Petunia a new nickname for her son: Milk Dudsley.

44. Offer them peppermint humbugs.

45. sing “I know a song that gets on everbody’s nerves.”

46. Should Dudley ever be on a diet, back some rich, chocolate cupcakes, topped with cream and candy sprinkles. Charm them so that they disappear when touched and reappear after a few minutes. Place them everywhere Dudley might see them.

47. Buy Petunia and Vernon a book on ch

HP Fans!!! How is this?

No offense DOD, Malfoy’s Mistress and other Draco lovers…

Narcissa Malfoy’s Top Ten Disgustingly Cute Names for Draco

10. Ickle-Drakey-Wakey
9. Drakey-Dookie-Diddy-Dums
8. Drakey-Diddy-Dobby-Doo
7. Snoogie-Woogie-Drakey-Poo
6. Drakey-Dinky-Dookie-Doodums
5. Drakey-Poopsie-Oopsie-Goo
4. Drakey-Dimsy-Mimsy-Doo-Doo
3. Drakey-Doody-Sweetie-Dookums
2. Dipsy-Doopsy-Drakey-Poo
1. YOU STUPID IDOIOTIC BRAT!!!

60 Ways to Annoy, Harass, Confuse, or Generally Scare the Dursleys

Guaranteed to brighten up a dull summer on Privet Drive

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1. Should Dudley be backing up for any reason, go “beep, beep, beep…”

2. Egg their house. Don’t feel confined to chicken eggs.

3. Coat their entire kitchen with butter.

4. Get a cheap Muggle cell phone. Give it a very annoying ring tone, and set it to ring every hour on the hour. Make it invisible. Hide it in the air vent of their house.

5. Charm their garden hose to come to life and spray them down.

6. Charm their lawn to sprout large purple mushrooms. When stepped on, these mushrooms should squeak loudly.

7. Replace any flowers in their garden with the ever popular water squirting flowers.

8. Sneak some particularly eerie-looking gnomes into their garden. Partially hide them behind bushes and such, so that they appear to be spying on those nearby.

9. If there’s any room left in the garden, plant them a particularly sensitive Mimbulus Mimbletonia.

10. Slip a doxy into their mailbox…

11. …And a gnome in their pantry…

12. …And Kreacher under one of their beds…

13. …And a boggart into the refrigerator. Tell Dudley its a new dieting technique.

14. Offer them foot rubs.

15. Gather a large group of people together, and surround the Dursley’s house. Have everyone press their faces against the windows. When Mr. Dursley charges out to confront the group, tell him that you are there to eavesdrop, and ask if its a good time.

16. Paint the Hogwarts crest on their front door.

17. Use a permanent sticking charm to attach a wizards cape and hat to their front door, beneath the painted crest.

18. On New Year’s Eve, anonymously send them a box of well-disguised wizard crackers.

19. On Valentine’s Day, send each Dursley about sevent-five valentines by owl, signing them all from “their secret, magical admirer.”

20. On St. Patrick’s Day, gather some particularly jolly leprechauns and persuade them to do a jig merrily on the Dursley’s front lawn for the entire day. Ring the front doorbell, and Disapparate.

21. On Bonfire Night/Independence day, send them a box of Weasley’s Wild Fire Whizbangs.

22. If Petunia sould ever inquire of you an idea for a Halloween costume, suggest a witch.

23. If Dudley should ever ask the same question, suggest a pig.

24. For Christmas, get all of your Hogwarts friends together. Show up at the Dursley house, and sing christmas carols loudly, for as long as possible.

25. Replace any hard sweets that may be in the house, with the Weasley “effects” sweets.

26. Grind several Ton-Tongue toffees into a fine powder, and add it to any and all of the flour and sugar canisters.

27. Put a charm on Dudley that will make him crawl and walk on walls and cielings, Spider-Man style.

28. Wake the whole family up at five in the morning to lead them in a peppy exercise routine. Include lots of Jumping Jacks.

29. Offer to read their tea-leaves.

30. Should they accept, tell them you see three figures, two fat, one thin, all very bad tempered. Go on to say that these people will never find happiness and are best avoided.

31. Infest their home with Pygmy Puffs.

32. Tell them they don’t exist.

33. Find the most “un-Dursleyish” person you know, and set them up on a blind date with Dudley.

34. Write “Aunt Marge” on a bunch of inflated balloons. Fill the Dursley’s kitchen with them.

35. Find a way to magically change the color of their outfits, making each outfit a different lurid color depending on the day of the week (hot pink for Monday, Neon Green for Tuesday).

36. Switch Dudley’s homework with Harry’s.

37. Make all the doors in their house require passwords. Try to make these passwords either sickeningly cute, or magic-loving.

38. Shave off Uncle Vernon’s mustache under the cover of darkness.

39. Transfer this mustache onto Petunia.

40. Leave a bundle of fake wands from Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes tied up with a ribbon on their coffee table.

41. Try this dialogue with Dudley: “Hey Dudley, guess what?” “What?” “Nothing.” Repeat this several times daily.

42. Get a stuffed rabbit and wrap it in swaddling clothes like a baby. PIn a note saying that they must care for this precious child, and guard it with their lives. Add a post script saying that should the rabbit government find that they are mistreating it in any
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Do I really have Bipolar disorder or; what’s wrong with this picture?

I wrote too much for most to read – but my disease is my life and it’s all I have left. It has taken everything I care about and torn it too shreds and it leaves me alone to sit and think about it.

Read this and tell me what you think i need to get better, because God knows I don’t know what that is….

I hate thinking about my problems. I’ve found it a lot easier over the years to just ignore them. Things were always difficult for me… I didn’t go to kinder garden and pre school because all I would do was cry and struggle with just being there. I saw “experts” when I was very little – they tried to figure out what was wrong with me; in the end, no one figured it out. Eventually, I got old enough to stop crying (in public) but remained home schooled for all of my childhood. I skipped most of my childhood. I didn’t have many friends or activities except for some sports growing up.

So, now I’m 22 and for the last 2 1/2 years I’ve rarely left my room. I’ve gained and lost 25 pounds. I’ve started seeing a therapist and a psychiatrist for the last year (well, therapist for only a few months) and I’ve been diagnosed with bipolar disorder.

I can recall 1 manic episode in my entire life. Just one. And it just happened a few months ago. It is the only time I’ve felt good in as long as I can remember. For two weeks I was accelerating. I went faster and faster. I should say I was running 4 miles a day every day and my resting heart rate was decreasing, slowly. But the acceleration changed me. My resting heart rate went from 70 to 80, 90, 100; it peaked at around 117 as an average over several visits to the doctor. By that point I wasn’t sleeping at all. 5 straight days without sleep. Most of my 25 pounds that I lost came in thst two week period. In the end, I took lots of Seroquel and now it’s down to more human normal numbers.

Now that the mania has ended I’ve fallen back into despair. I walk past the guns in a walmart and just stare at them. I imagine buying a revolver and going to somewhere beautiful where I can be alone. I think about aiming it at my chest, just off center to the left. I want to end it, but that thought has been with me for a while. It makes me feel better just to imagine it. But I have been a bad person and I tell myself there’s nothing better for me on the other side.

I’m trying to paint picture that you can see in this small space so that you can understand what’s really wrong with me. Because I don’t know what is. But I know it will kill me sooner or later and I’m getting desperate for answers.

I could talk more about my symptoms but I’ll just list 3 that stick out.
First, my memory has faded. At it’s worst, I don’t remember my middle name or birthdate but usually it’s just trivial things like where I put a glass of water or my wallet.
Second, I have no libido at all. It’s gone along with my need for contact with other people on a personal level.
Third, I don’t ever get hungry which would make eating right easy if I didn’t (only sometimes) stuff my face with food to distract myself from myself.

From day to day I go between overwhelming anxiety to empty hopelessness. My mind can be overrun with intrusive thoughts that tell me I’m going to fail and that there’s nothing to do but end it.

I don’t walk around in dark clothes with a worthless frown on my face trying to call attention to my sadness like some do. I do my best to hide my illness. I am so ashamed of myself. I don’t like being seen or looking at myself in a mirror. But I’ve digressed enough…

Tell me something. My original question seems irrelevant now.
If you read this then I’m glad to know there are people who care or are interested.

I forgot to mention I can’t sleep without taking heavy doses of Seroquel. Seroquel is pretty potent stuff when it comes to sleep aid.
If I run out of the drug I run out of sleep.

And I lost all of my friends a few years ago. I couldn’t maintain relationships.
I really appreciate your support. I can’t say that it will inspire me, I hope that it does. I want to read your comments and find a little bit of strength and maybe your comments will energize me a little.

I’ll check out those links. Lyrics mean alot to me in music so I’ll take a look at Matthew Good. Also, for those that are interested – check out Devotchka’s song How It Ends for some cool – could be interpreted as-religious music/lyrics.