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To: Gauguin who wrote (41425)	11/10/1999 1:34:00 AM
From: jpmac	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

>>Is it like meditation? Or psychosis.<< A little of both, I reckon. <g> It's hard to meditate when you are in pain, partly because the brain is occupied with management. It's hard to meditate when something is preying on your mind and you can't stop thinking.. about work, bills, love, whatever. But those times cause you to focus so intently to move past, that if you do, you can reach incredible heights. Lots of thoughts on the capabilites and creativity of the brain, but I gotta sleep. Later, bud.

To: Gauguin who wrote (41425)	11/10/1999 1:43:00 AM
From: jpmac	Respond to of 71178

k, but first, since we're on the subject of pain. I haven't regaled you with a poem in awhile. But talk of pain often brings this back to me. This was a "bordering on psychotic" time. I really did see myself wrapped in a glowing strand. And my eyes bled. Ick. The mind finds a way of expressing. Of surviving. Winter Solstice empty thoughts of hands left hanging pains need gently teasing the look the hand offering warmth desire choked no eyes answer sorry, these eyes twisted set ablaze by love torn dancing the jagged edge between scenes battered dreams scream terror from eyes bruised behind walls burning crying for hands out of reach eyes soft alluring in misty shadows offering shelter a light caress to soothe the lash laughter's invitation dancing on whispering breeze the touch draws blood skin shivers burns ripped from festering wounds mind tears splashing pain knife edge honed in fire's rage flashes unbidden beware the dark child wrapped in shimmering lashes cruel shame savage blade slicing the gleaming message turned to pain falling stars are but laughter's tears glimmering from wounded eyes