Depression is filling the depths of my soul
                                      Twisting it's way within my home
                                      Filling my mind with twisted thought
                                      Oh Lord I ask you is this what I bought
                                      To weave and thread it's lonely way
                                      Warping my life filling my grave.
                                                                      lesa

I wrote this while addicted to Heroin it is further back in my journal but I thought I would bring it forward.. I'm happy to report I no longer feel this way :)))

I had a dream I had a wonderful dream
Your heart your heart belonged to me
In my dream I held you close to me
Then I woke and the tears fell free
For I had remembered, remembered you had left me
and that your heart it belongs not to me
For you have given your love to another
Now all I have left are the memories
So you see I look to fall asleep
For in my dreams your heart it belongs to me..
lesa

"Only after the last tree has been cut down, Only after the last river has
been poisoned,
Only after the last fish has been caught, Only then will you find that money
cannot be eaten."  
- Cree Prophecy  


"When the green hills are covered with talking wires, and the wolves no longer sing, what good will the money you paid us for our land be then?"
—Chief Seattle


"When the last individual of a race of living things breathes no more, another heaven and another earth must pass before such a one can be again."

             William Beebe (1877-1962)

                                                          Simplicity
In a time, in a very faraway land there lived an unusual family.
Unusual for they were not like us.
For this family lived as we lived century ago.
No electricity or piped in heat.
but of candles to see by when the world went dark, and firewood split by their labor.
Convinces as we know them, they have never heard of.
Simple this family that lived centuries ago.
harmony survived for there was no ego
Currency was used for the sake of life.
Not like today with your life at stake.
So would you not like to travel too long ago?
Oh, but that road is so elusive, how far back to simplicity can we go...
                                                                        lesa
Just a diddy. t
Thought I would journal it as it has been suggested I do :))))