Echoes of psychoanalysis

Taker of innly symbolism,

Defiler of my deepest secrets,
Reflect my life back at me,
Lift the unopened lid,
Unpack my heart of woes,

And retie my awry bows.

Remove the meanders of wail,

Moon lit mysteries of the mind,

Rooted in lady shaddow of lows,

You fight for me like no other,

Caringly to ocean-watch me sail.

The flowers in a bouquet, Part II: Family

Parents who devote time, goodwill and commitment from the very beginning and sustain it are the ones who develope strong families! Not to paint up a picture for spectators, but rather for uniting happiness and longlasting bonds of trustworthy love.

These are the ones who understand that families come in all forms, shapes and colours and accept each other's differences instead of tearing them apart in an attempt to fulfill an idolized image. Because, despite the perfect picture families that always seem to loom over us on television, posters and bill boards, there are many more complexities and dynamics to families than the portrayed smiles and laughter.

Therefore since children in a family are like flowers in a bouquet: there is always one determined to face in an opposite direction from the way the arranger desires. The only difference is that a true family will let the fruit of it's tree bloom through unconditional love.

The flowers in a bouquet, Part I: Parenting

A family starts out with the parents, who then brings new life to this world. They are required to provide primary care (necessities) of their child, even by law. Although they should not feel required to, they should genuinely and willingly want to do so. Because if they do not, the more complex secondary care (love, affection, affirmation and stimulation) will be foreseen. Parents who only provide the former tend to be more absorbed in their own lives, thus emotionally neglecting their child. So because the latter is more complex and so many parents in the world fail to provide it, it is only natural if the victim developes complex problems later in life.

"If your child is on the line. You never surrender!!"

Carelessness

Parenting is Not a job! You cannot treat a child as if they are in the way all the time, ignore them when they need to talk, or make them feel as if their feelings are not important.

- I was a great mother but what I had to go through to keep
you in one piece...

Who says I'm in one piece?

- You're the most normal person I know.

Normal??

You know, everybody tells me to go

But I can't, I can't leave you,

If something bad happens to you... it's my fault

I'm what went wrong in your life.

I'm what you struggled to survive.

You had to know that you wrote a book about it.

I'm just incredibly screwed up,

and just so we're real clear about this,

I blame you.

Warbling mail of a very long tale

Do you notice when a warbling cat is strolling around?
Do you see the life or keep looking down on the gray cement?

I notice the cat! Because I see life and strive for the day when I will not, when I am alive instead of wishing I am...

I always think that there is nothing all you people can say, to change my mind, which is the case. But hence only when I feel discouraged. Because whenever I am encouraged and given nurturance, then I am able to look at different paths with different ways. In addition, I thank the realists for warmingly having a clear understanding of me with their kind helping hands. Given this, everything just seems slightly better: Fears gone. Stress relieved. Motivation ON. On a side note this makes me wonder, if shutting myself down this way for indulgement of the ego is a defense mechanism of some sort.

The american eagle was once almost extinct but it came back

Gloves hold my hand

Survival of the fitest is deficient when there is

no mutual character resemblance.

To little they held my hand

making no immense band

and now alone I stand

having made my own land

with my future planned

with hopes of being grande