First and Foremost I am a real person in this profile and not a bot. My name is Bob Moen and you will find me in my friends list of this profile
I am not ashamed of being Bipolar as I have created a legacy out of it instead of a curse as it began for me. However I do understand Bipolar does cary a heavy burden of social problems as the Reputation of Bipolar has set upon its victoms. So as you wish, I recommend you get another email address and create another myspace account before adding me to your friends in order to stay annonmous to the public, unless you otherwise feel as comfortable as I announcing to the world.
I have created this profile for all of you who wish to meet other bipolars from around the world and Im hoping to eventually have enough friends that everyone can meet someone in their area who is also Bipolar/Manic Depressive. As the friends list grows I will be sorting out the list of friend by state. I will attempt to join all of the Bipolar Groups that will have me as I too have a desire to learn a great deal more and share my wealth of knowledge to other Bipolars around the world.
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Inner Struggle
the complex machinery of the heart
in thrusting motion pushes its barrier in vain attempts
to commit, and to love, and to understand
the beauty of absolute surrender,
and what it was that caused us to not equate.
i am not an island,
i am a city of industry; i create and adapt
perpetuate the base ideas of a new frontier,
and when you brought me love
to see what i could do to make it work
i paid you with my soul
now i recognize the sound made as hearts break;
it is the grinding of a slipped gear, the unholy ache of metal
on metal, the smell of grease smoking in that decayed dirt stench,
cogs pinging as they rupture and fly against an iron chest,
and the click creaking of steel structure
as the man evolves into his own broken dreams.
-Wood Williams, Jr.
-Salvation-
Brokens Dream yet once evolved,
learn and grow, from mistakes far to late not yet mended.
Redemption comes at a price,
yet much greater than broken dreams.
Forgiveness lies within,
yet not attainable,
until appologies given,
from deep inside a broken heart.
But lest ye be hasty,
eternal pains and suffering,
grow much stronger.
Despair not, relief is comming
each day, each step, each tear,
Look back one week ago,
look back one year ago,
look back ten yaers ago.
Have you not grown, matured,
given wonderful love to the world.
The price you paid,
is your salvation!
Live it, learn it,
teach with it through your beautiful words.
Yor redemption is paid in full.
Some one who has live a hard life too.
Keep writing, you have wonderful things to teach
you blessedly cursed, True Man of mankind.
Teach with your curse that you have created a legacy from!
-Bob Moen
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