A "PILATE SCHEME"

What if we were to place Psychiatric Patients in homes that allowed interactions and had Art Therapy at the Centre.  Safe Houses rather than Half Way houses. Give them Care and encourage their Creativity.  Before it is too late

My Point is that, if we are to PROTECT victims, we can not just leave them for dead in dysfunctional families.  We must set in place counter mechanisms that provide opportunity for them to survive independently.  I was always going to be behind the eight ball and all I can see is a Society which punishes the Victim more than the Perpetrator in many instances.  I am resentful that I have been punished for anothers wrong!

What upsets me the most, now that my father is deceased, god Bless his Soul, that in spite of the fact he raped me, it is my Sociopath of a brother that fuels the Rage within my own Soul.  He stood back, because Money mattered more to him than the harm which my father had done.  And when my father died he blatantly displayed, once again, that only money mattered to him.  I've nicknamed him "Mercenary Merv" and his wife "Frankensteins Freezer".

My father left the helm to this cold Sociopath.  He has no conscience.  He cares only for money and the power that money brings.  He is not, in any way, apologetic for exaggerating the harms done by showing himself to be greedy and Heartless when executing his fathers Will against his own fathers Will for his own devices.

After my father set him up really well in business by making sure he was more than comfortable and the fact that he was worth 12 million and then he choose to carve off money that had been set aside for his younger siblings, he then turned round and scoffed that my fathers assets were paltry in comparison to his own wealth anyway.  I'm scathing of his arrogance and his heartlessness.  It did not matter to him when I told him I'd been raped.  It did not matter that he knew that the stress and isolation over money matters would further destroy me.  He felt entitled by mums consideration for her favourites and so I must rot in hell for my own brothers greed and arrogance.........The very Woman he called a "Stupid Old Bitch" for saying that she would support her eldest son to the younger three siblings money he was going to get to go to a Psychiatrist to prove her mental state so that he could prove entitlement.

That is not the makings of a Good Brother.  That is a Sociopath.

When Experimentation on the Human Soul

Means that a Young Age
My tits are falling off
My Bones are aching
My Teeth are groaning
I can't remember how to bake a Cake
Let alone organise a Piss up at a Brewery
Psychiatry makes us as helpless as Children
Yet We still Choses to JUDGE them Harshly
That, in itself, is wrong.

I have every Right to demand a firing Squad

For a Life time of being treated as Worthless
And Blamefull
Why choose to Attack the Victim
On all Fronts
Why choose to lay the Blame at my Shoulders
If that is all you are doing
Then you are All Cowards
We cannot stand Blind Eyes
It is a Canker
To Our Society
And it Breeds
Resentment
We must Protect Everyone
That INCLUDES the Mexicans
Then Perhaps we will
Stop these Holy Wars
PLEASE

I'm not making any sense and I need a Smoke.  Holy Moley Marijuana

This Woman represents someone who is a Danger to herself and the Community.  She is both Suicidal and Angry.........If We medicate She will at least be quiet.  I do not approve of loosing my mind at 50 to Olanzepine........never mind marijuana......the drug should be BANNED

For What is Reason if We can't Admit that We were all Wrong

Dear God
I hope you forgive what I am Saying
That only in a Society
Where We do not Spare those
Left to living Abuse
If We do not Structure
A Paternal and Maternal Wing
Around the Mad within Our Societies
The Living Ghosts
Those let to live in families of Abuse
If I don't Speak Out
Who will
For to do so in itself is Mad
The "Bigger Picture"
Must be a BOLD
HOMEOPATHIC
Equation
I could once play the Piano
Almost to the Standard of Beethoven
I could once write Poetry
I won an Award with
"Bang Bang America for not Honouring Kyoto"
And now I have had Olanzepine
For Twelve whole Years
One year for each Disciple
Why should I not have the Right
To Death with Dignity
Rather than live in
TERROR
Of a Cruel Society
Olanzepine
Is not a Good Drug
It makes you forget where
Your Chewing Gum was
Your Train of Thought
Eventually you sit
Like Mad Monkies
Either Smoking
Or Thumb Sucking
Quibbling Wrecks
That have nothing left to Contribute
But be as but a Burden
On Society
The Stigma runs around my blood
Like Demons from Ancient time.........
We cannot Lie about the Truth
And the Truth is
That to accept the Mentally Ill
In Our Society
We must Stream our Children through
Into Adulthood
Into Positive Channels
Not just Channels of Abuse
Don't Punch or Straightjacket
just Drug them
And they will stay quiet and manageable
But leave their Humanity to Rot
As if in a Grave
That is how we cannot treat Our fellows
In a 21st Century
I beg now
On bended Knees
to John Key
And Bill English
And President Putin
And Who's that FUCKING BASTARD from America
How Dare he shut out the Mexicans
Like they are animals that deserve a Cage
Perhaps I will Stand and ask Donald Trump
to shoot me
For he is so Barbaric and Ageist
I would hope for that America
Cannot be overtaken
By Backward thinking
I shall not live perhaps
To Kiss the Statue of Liberty
But forward thinking Blessed America
Cannot go Backward
I still back Obama
And I he backs Hillary
Then So do I
We must go forward not back
Sexism, Racism and Prejudice
Is not the Answer
Amen

For What is Reason if We can't Admit that We were all Wrong

Dear God
I hope you forgive what I am Saying
That only in a Society
Where We do not Spare those
Left to living Abuse
If We do not Structure
A Paternal and Maternal Wing
Found the Mad within Our Societies
The Living Ghosts
Those let to live in families of Abuse
If I don't Speak Out
Who will
For to do so in itself is Mad
The "Bigger Picture"
Must be a BOLD
HOMEOPATHIC
Equation
I could once play the Piano
Almost to the Standard of Beethoven
I could once write Poetry
I won an Award with
"Bang Bang America for not Honouring Kyoto"
And now I have had Olanzepine
For Twelve whole Years
One year for each Disciple
Why should I not have the Right
To Death with Dignity
Rather than live in
TERROR
Of a Cruel Society
Olanzepine
Is not a Good Drug
It makes you forget where
Your Chewing Gum was
Your Train of Thought
Eventually you sit
Like Mad Monkies
Either Smoking
Or Thumb Sucking
Quibbling Wrecks
That have nothing left to Contribute
But be as but a Burden
On Society
The Stigma runs around my blood
Like Demons from Ancient time.........
We cannot Lie about the Truth
And the Truth is
That to accept the Mentally Ill
In Our Society
We must Stream our Children through
Into Adulthood
Into Positive Channels
Not just Channels of Abuse
Don't Punch or Straightjacket
just Drug them
And they will stay quiet and manageable
But leave their Humanity to Rot
As if in a Grave
That is how we cannot treat Our fellows
In a 21st Century
I beg now
On bended Knees
to John Key
And Bill English
And President Putin
And Who's that FUCKING BASTARD from America
How Dare he shut out the Mexicans
Like they are animals that deserve a Cage
Perhaps I will Stand and ask Donald Trump
to shoot me
For he is so Barbaric and Ageist
I would hope for that America
Cannot be overtaken
By Backward thinking
I shall not live perhaps
To Kiss the Statue of Liberty
But forward thinking Blessed America
Cannot go Backward
I still back Obama
And I he backs Hillary
Then So do I
We must go forward not back
Sexism, Racism and Prejudice
Is not the Answer
Amen