The Break Away Experience

 I guess ultimately I'm not mad. I'm sad. I miss someone who doesn’t really care about me all that much if at all and it sucks being tossed aside and forgotten.  And I'm pretty jealous too. People just out here living their best life while I was thrown away and forgotten about.  But really it's my issue. I just got to continue staying sober and working towards positivity. Not toxic positivity, but something real. True. Gratitude in such a way that I can believe in it.  So I started SleeperSeekers and that's good. Thats positivity I can believe in. 

 I haven't actually slept since before my car accident. So its been close to a year and a half now. Longer than I've had this blog.  Am I still getting any readers? If you're reading this right now. Lemme know where you're at! Not city or anything, but state or country would be fun to see : ) 

 Its easy to see. I'm not the greatest guy on the planet. You watched as my plans fell through, Then you saw how I handled it. Intoxications, been complicating, the situations that I've manifested in my life.  Though I've survived.  But I can't say that I live. Cause I can't say that I've tried.  Maybe it's time. -Butterfly 

 I hope you enjoy my first story. Its my attempt at writing a fable.  A Leaping Ladybug A dreamer's vineyard, and a God in the mud. In a land that has long since died, there are still those who hold onto the belief that one act, no matter how simple, can bring either enlightenment, or total domination. This is the story of their leaping ladybug, and how even the tiniest of creatures has the power to change everything about a world they once believed in. I "When they had me in the cells—” “And thank The Gods you are home John. Isn't that enough?” Silence. Then, he brushed back his hair with two filthy hands and sighed, “Not for me it isn't.” She knew him well. Rebecca realized that it never was.  Where John, always the preacher, had had ideas in the past of how the world was, now, after a vision, he truly understood it. And John believed he could make his love see what he had seen. “In the cells, I had a dream where I was once again close to somebody I love. You." ...

A Leaping Ladybug A God in the mud, and a dying man's vineyard. In a land that has long since died, there are still those who hold the belief that one act, no matter how simple, can bring either joy, or total domination. This is the story of their leaping ladybug, and how even the tiniest of creatures has the power to change everything about a world they once believed in. I "When they had me in the cells—” “And thank The Gods you are home John. Isn't that enough?” Silence. Then, he brushed back his hair with two filthy hands and sighed, “Not for me it isn't.” She knew him well. Rebecca realized that it never was.  John, always a preacher, had had ideas in the past on how the world was, now, after a vision, he truly understood it. And John believed he could make his love see what he saw. “In the cells, I had a dream where I was once again close to somebody I love. You." Rebecca, despite herself, despite this crazy request, smiled. "And so intensely do I love y...