Thoughts on reaching completeness in our days.

The Balance of Perfection.

Poem.

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Karma, yin and yang, fate, the scales of justice; call it what you will. Growing up, I always heard the mothers in the neighborhood say, "God don’t like ugly". That is to say that when you do bad (ugly) things, God sees it and you will have to pay for it one way or another. There is justice in the universe.

An abstract poem about how it feels in the moments between a manic phase and a depressed phase, through the eyes of a person living with bipolar disorder.

Mentally losing it.

I whote this poem to an employer that had a problem with judging people.

A poem about life in the image of a balance, whose left side is bad and right side is good. Human moments in life, small and big, is a tilt of the balance either more to the left (bad), more to the right (good), or in the middle.

Poem.