NIGHTMARES and MADNESS.

Lately I have been having the most horrendous nightmares. I have had some doozies. I once had a dream that I had no head and a cattle prod was inserted in my anus. Pretty scary stuff.

But, the dreams of late start out with a pretty common place scenario then slowly degrades to a hell scape that for everyone’s sake I will not put into words, accept to say that there is a lot of people getting their faces torn off.

I will tell you that I struggle with Anxiety, no shit, really? Yes. And, I also struggle and suffer if you will with depression and BiPolar Disorder - 1 the tough one. There is a 1 in 5 chance I will snuff out my own light.

I either suffer hell within or without - internally or externally. I cannot escape it either way. I am a happy, positive, optimist that seeks the good in everyone. At least I try, oh do I try.

I do not know where this level of mayhem is coming from. They are like the Purge movie on steroids and acid. What is somewhat alarming is that - I do not wake up.

I have had that dream where you fall. Most people wake up in a sweat. Not me, I fall and splat, yet I survive. What is up with that?

Perhaps, I am just crazy? I tend to see and bare witness to a lot of things others do not even notice. Perhaps, I internalize this stuff and when I try to sleep it tries to reconcile all the external crazy I witness so that I do not go full tilt crazy. I am not sure.

What I do know, if we were a little nicer to each other, maybe this beautiful world that we live in would not melt, burn, or fade away.

JEFF TURNBULL