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 I'm bilaterally deaf, schizophrenic, autistic, talented individual. I can see you thinking…What was his day job? Well, I am a qualified systems engineer and i worked in computers.   To be honest I can't remember what I wrote in my bio which I deleted.   I write I draw, It is my goal in life to be anything but facsimilia. I believe life is duodecimal, you live you die, dark. Some call this depression and indeed I am a depressive schizophrenic.       To be something is a great thing-some call it drosophilae syndrome(to be studied), a term I coined myself. As I appreciate in words as I get older sometimes it helps to remember what it was like being a child with drosophilae syndrome where the other is to be seen. This is why I draw and write.

I'm bilaterally deaf, schizophrenic, autistic, talented individual. I can see you thinking…What was his day job? Well, I am a qualified systems engineer and i worked in computers. To be honest I can't remember what I wrote in my bio which I deleted. I write I draw, It is my goal in life to be anything but facsimilia. I believe life is duodecimal, you live you die, dark. Some call this depression and indeed I am a depressive schizophrenic. To be something is a great thing-some call it drosophilae syndrome(to be studied), a term I coined myself. As I appreciate in words as I get older sometimes it helps to remember what it was like being a child with drosophilae syndrome where the other is to be seen. This is why I draw and write.

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Tag Archives: pain

Haiku #605

One cold sanctity is worth a million pains and I feel no pain

Posted byAndrew Mark WatkinsAugust 22, 2018August 22, 2018Posted inUncategorizedTags:Haiku, pain, poem, sanctityLeave a comment on Haiku #605

Haiku #559

In so much as there is such a thing; justice, a handgun on firing

Posted byAndrew Mark WatkinsAugust 6, 2018Posted inUncategorizedTags:confusion, Haiku, injustice, justice, love, pain, poem, sufferingLeave a comment on Haiku #559

Haiku #537

Isn’t it strange how one minutes time can be pain but an hour serene

Posted byAndrew Mark WatkinsJuly 29, 2018Posted inUncategorizedTags:Haiku, pain, poem, sereneLeave a comment on Haiku #537

Haiku #493

It was being, still there was having and have not still there was the pain

Posted byAndrew Mark WatkinsJune 26, 2018Posted inUncategorizedTags:Haiku, Kawaii, pain, painful, poem, stillLeave a comment on Haiku #493

Haiku #415

a stone does not float even on a sunny day illuminated

Posted byAndrew Mark WatkinsApril 21, 2018Posted inUncategorizedTags:Haiku, invitability, pain, sink, stone, well litLeave a comment on Haiku #415

Haiku #406

I can’t get no peace When my radar works too well warning me of pain

Posted byAndrew Mark WatkinsApril 16, 2018Posted inUncategorizedTags:Haiku, pain, peace, radarLeave a comment on Haiku #406

Haiku #394

Land of last hope gone Make it quick cause the pains gone Small mercies come fast

Posted byAndrew Mark WatkinsApril 8, 2018Posted inUncategorizedTags:Haiku, hope, painLeave a comment on Haiku #394

haiku #349

excruciating physical pain lets the heart burst without feeling

Posted byAndrew Mark WatkinsJanuary 29, 2018Posted inUncategorizedTags:Haiku, painLeave a comment on haiku #349

A Letter To You

Created in Paint.net by Andrew Watkins © 2017 Andrew Watkins

Posted byAndrew Mark WatkinsJune 10, 2017Posted inUncategorizedTags:artisan, circuits, Digital-Art, hand, man, mixed media, painLeave a comment on A Letter To You

Depression

Monster God Fish pie In the everlasting… We can only bow and take the strain As they reign victorious Mercy for those deep in transgression In the house of God Strength to those suffering Joy to those in bondage Freedom to those in chains Epiphany to those in darkness Pray that we may see WildContinue reading “Depression”

Posted byAndrew Mark WatkinsMay 13, 2017Posted inpoem, UncategorizedTags:Depression, hope, pain, poem, sad, society, spiritualLeave a comment on Depression

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I'm bilaterally deaf, schizophrenic, autistic, talented individual. I can see you thinking…What was his day job? Well, I am a qualified systems engineer and i worked in computers. To be honest I can't remember what I wrote in my bio which I deleted. I write I draw, It is my goal in life to be anything but facsimilia. I believe life is duodecimal, you live you die, dark. Some call this depression and indeed I am a depressive schizophrenic. To be something is a great thing-some call it drosophilae syndrome(to be studied), a term I coined myself. As I appreciate in words as I get older sometimes it helps to remember what it was like being a child with drosophilae syndrome where the other is to be seen. This is why I draw and write., Blog at WordPress.com.
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