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| I just posted a long ish note, I've worked my writing hands - worked on a story a little ... I think (I do have schizophrenia. I get activities and days mixed up a bit |
| oh and ive done some weighted arm exercises |
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| on my power walks. I go slow goin' out, and fast comin' back. it's called a negative split, and very few runners know of this simple but highly effect trick will decrease your finishing time. I learned about this from a sports magazine 24 year ago, and I practiced it in highschool cross country constantly! 90% of the runners would be ahead of me for the first 3rd of a race I would go from 60th place to 3rd, 4th, or 5th place in about ten minutes - Namaste |
| Quiet owl snowlone Why does the snow lay quietly at my feet Or the owl still on branch in gentle breeze She speaks softly to who is listening Easy - telling Speeding round in the breezes Won't get ahead Only depleting precious reason Gleaming light peers through trees Glistening off crystals beautifully speaks Moon dreams what really matters Had known I? Some kind times in passes They all laughing? I'm nuts!? Yet more authentically happy Y'all had its line down backwards Never changed - tired and torn Same thing Late 2021 Namaste - Wilder the quiet |
| Good vibrations It was early October of 2022; I was in psychiatric care again for my schizophrenia; Triangle Springs in Raleigh, NC. This time there was a young lady there whom I befriended who was a song writer (other musicians played her songs). She would sing her songs fairly often; and I realized almost right away that my Sacral and Solar Plexus chakras would then vibrate: it was a delightfully funny feeling. I told her that too and believe she smiled.  I wish I had got’er number, it would have been a delight to stay in touch with’er. 10/28/24 Namaste - Wilder the quiet |
| Your beat to live Your heart beat … feel your heart beat Feel it rise, feel it fall Feel it a thump deeper When you stumble from a brawl Your heart beat … feel your heart .. beat Feel every beat, feel it to the bottoms of your feet To the tips of your hair Your sensitivity now - beware, beware Your heart beat … feel your heart beat Feel it with the sunrise Feel it with the sunset Feel it when you do the worst of your best Your heart beat … feel your heart .. beat Feel it like a long saw Chopin’ down a tree To build a cabin for you and me Your heart beat … feel your heart beat Feel it shimmer and glimmer Feel it a thump harder When you are announced a spiritual winner But it doesn’t need to be a contest For it will always take you farther Your heart beat … feel your heart .. beat Feel it when you walk Feel it when you run Feel it a little bit stronger When your able to have just a little more fun Your heart beat … feel your heart beat Feel it in the sunshine Feel it in a storm Feel it a bit deeper When you’re feelin’ tired and worn Your heart beat … feel your heart .. beat Feel every beat, for just a minute of your day Feel every beat, when you’ve got a bit more time to play Feel it a thump harder Every day of your life Until death do you part Your hear beat … feel your heart beat Feel it in the wind Feel it in the rain Feel it when your in physical or mental pain Your heart beat … feel your heart .. beat Feel .. every .. beat Feel it when your at peace Feel it when your life is in mayhem Feel when its time to begin again 12/10/24 12/12/24 Namaste - Wilder the quiet |
| A holiday loner When I lived in Iowa - from fall 2015 - August 2019 - I spent every holiday by myself, and the bright side of that was I got to do whatever I wanted; that’s if I had the horses power to do anything - I was workin’ 18 hours of overtime every week: that leaves little to no time and energy for social stuff. 11/28/24 Namaste - Wilder the Quiet |
| Coffee I think its best when it’s hot I tend to drink it a lot My body’s not getting nourished in my sleep So the extra coffee gives me the energy I need For a while it was at least a pot a day If you reckon thats seems okay It warms my body and brain I burn off the caffeine via activities throughout the day a dash of half n’ half and sugar in the raw And it becomes a bitter sweet symphony Cheap, week coffee is just wrong wrong wrong One sip and we think, “really?!” I quit drinking it at 3 Any later and it’s hard to stay asleep 11/13/24 11/18/24 11/19/24 Namaste - Wilder the Quiet |
| Silently out loud Another “D.I.D. I Mention” story. I was laying in bed one night waiting for shut I time, reading a book. Suddenly I heard a voice in my head reading right behind me (mentally behind me not physically). For just an instant I was wonder’n what the voice was say’n; then I realized instinctively it was one of my Identities reading aloud to the others … or perhaps the young’ns: … or perhaps those who prefer listening: … or perhaps those who’s spirits are willing, but they don’t have the brain power to read with their own eye’s. But I only heard it the one time: - I’m a lot stumped by that. My only guess is that my Schizophrenia medication has slowly put up a large block on that ability of their's. 6/30/24 11/24/24 11/26/24 Namaste - Wilder the Quiet |
| The old lady who smiled so greatly! I met her at a neighborhood dinner party {which just happened to be hosted by my neighbor} At first I noticed her smilin’ everywhere she turned her head But when she’d lock eyes with someone!! Oooohh her face and eyes would light up like fireworks!! A short while later she comes over And says “hi I see you walking a lot” I said “yah I walk a fair amount” She says somethin’ like “its good your able to do all that” I said “yah I do what I have the strength for” Then she says with a handshake “well I’m Rose, I just wanted to say hi!” I said “well hi Rose, I’m Wilder”. I can’t remember what all was said after that Except she soon turned away smilin’ And went back to her seat I met her eyes a couple times after that And her face would light up every time Her face lit up anytime she locked eyes With someone for more than about a second I think I already said that but whatever Those who truly smile in their hearts have a smile on their face that never completely fades! When I was a little boy at Montessori School for Children, my Native American name was “Smiling Snowy Boy”, because according to a lot of folks there, I was always smiling: and it was snowing when I was born. 10/15/24 10/17/24 Namaste - Wilder the Quiet |
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