Posted in Therapy

WHAT IS THE APPARENT PATH OF APPARITION?

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The warmth grows where the feelings
Of the deep mourning lie
We seek to grow
Always trying to know
But the ever changing symbols
That fester in our minds
Focus and reflect upon
The mirror of our souls.
The softly spoken words
Of wisdom
Never wander away

Smooth is the surface

Of these shelves of thought.

Nothing is what it seems
Because what we are
Is what another dreams.
All that we’ll ever be
Is something that no one can see.
At the center of situation
Everything feels
Like nothing ever began.
It is interesting when thoughts
Cannot control themselves
They invade the spaces
Beneath our feelings
And the end of all we see
Comes not easily.
Couldn’t bare to find
What we left behind
In the new light
The burning is almost too much
We have buried the strength
To withstand the agony of change.
A responsibility
Left to break
And die alone……

—author   CHRISTOPHER NOE

The above poem you just read was an excerpt from my book: Wait For The Night To Smile

http://www.amazon.com/Wait-For-The-Night-Smile/dp/1467959634

Posted in Memories

Our Wedding Anniversary

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It doesn’t matter where you go in life, what you do…it’s who you have beside you. I am truly blessed to be married to my soul mate for 4 years today!!!I love you Denielle Noe

We made the decision to spend the rest of our lives together. It was the best decision I’ve ever made. You are my world. I love you always! Happy Anniversary Darling!!!

Posted in Therapy

Flashback to 1995

This isn’t necessarily a “happy” poem but it makes me “happy” that after 20 years, I still have this poem.

It exposes the truth of how I felt then and how it echoes how I have been feeling lately……

famous (May 1995)

can’t even write

don’t know what to say

there is no light

to make me feel okay

uncomfortable in my shoes

punishing my feet

put them to use

just to look neat

knuckles i crack

to help me think

i arch my back

and try not to blink

sitting and staring

looking around me

emotional bearings

trying to escape me

music without

i am bored

entering of doubts

cannot afford

i am distant

apart from friends

this very instant

too much blends

my head explodes

whenever i am lonely

the memories implode

crying…only

wish i were famous

never have to worry

time makes us

life is a hurry

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