Doc GM's Political Messenger Vol. l Edition Vlll

Twenty Years This Year As A Mental Health Consumer Normally accumulation of years are celebrated some how, but there is nothing to be proud of and no celebration. As it comes to pass I am nearing the end of court ordered injections, it has been a very argry time for me, as time came to pass I slowly mellowed out. A reflection of my anger is found in these creative piece I wrote after my injections. I had gone for coffee to write the feelings of resentment for my situation. The Political Asylum Over taken with the burden of the "schizo" Every graduation through society's system Reels me back a notch or two in survival Its not my mind that rots my life as a "schizo" Its how the system is designed for us not to survive What is there to boost about the system That processed me with the burden of the "schizo" Over taken by the metaphysical, hence "schizo" Changing in graduations through my psychological system Taking back a notch or two in survival Its not the metaphysical that rots my life,its the label "schizo" The strive to design a system to better survival Is where I have to boost about my system To process the Political Asylum as not to be "schizo" Mystic Prison Caught up in the demolition of my sacred soul The Courts rule the injected poison Smothering my inner desires to be free Of my dillusional medical over seer Who is caught up in his own dogma of thought My past is held against my intellect The present brings conflicting idealogies Which makes the future not so quite mine Mordern science has put the mystic in prison The psychiatric rule of thumb is up their ass The power of ones mind is a delicate issue It can self destruct the body of being Then again it equates the justice of freedom Finding balance throught the knowledge of the years Which is disregarded with an injectable cure The middle ground for survival is torment Living out court orders is not a cure It robs one of intellectual integrity Dillusional at what may I ask Being a mystic at heart and lived it With the court order on me while looking for work, it is public knowledge through the Court House and comes out on back ground checks, which happens more often since 9/11 according to the RCMP. The only black mark on my record and now the Court House has it, twenty years after. (Note: Dec 19th 2007, I past in the court house for two smoking infractions and having a knife on me that was too big by Municiple Law over the years, things I forgot about while medicated and writing this post)I am still looking for work, to add to some building cleaning that I do once a week, while supported by my girl friend of common law. In the mean time I will just keep blogging and developing my art and learning to play music while looking for work.