Escape from my spiral

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Escape from my spiral

by Alienhippy

Hollow calls beckon into the darkness of silence

My heart rips as soul is dragged into its empty cavern

A sealed fate of unenlightened despair

Bleeding me of my being, sucking at my energy

Stop your ways you creature of not knowing, you will not win

Stop with your lies you blackened beast, this cave has a way out

This inviting twilight, a glimpse, a glimmer of inbetween

Fragments of a memory will not hinder my voice

An awakened rapturous hold takes me better ways

The illumination of this inner call

So tenderly spoken, a loving whisper

Bringing me up out of my spiral, my twirling doom

Away from its gravitational pull on my mind

I have a voice and as my worth grows you weaken

I can fight you with words, heart words victorious

Your terrors are not my prison any more

Escape your fear, I am no child under tyrant’s restraint

Climbing heart, learning mind, lifted spirit

Levitated from your darkened crevice

I will not be silenced any longer, I will not be caged

I will live and breathe and speak and be

And, I will love

Even from the depths of my pit


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Back Home (fractal)

Fractal Flame by Alienhippy

 Back Home
By JJ Heller

Don’t let your eyes get used to darkness

The light is coming soon

Don’t let your heart get used to sadness

Put your hope in what is true


No matter how the wind may blow

It cannot shake the Son

Lay your sorrows on the ground

It’s time to come back home


When the future seems uncertain

Like the coming of a storm

Your loving Father carries His children

When they can’t walk anymore


No matter how the wind may blow

It cannot shake the Son

Lay your sorrows on the ground

It’s time to come back home


Oh, back home…


No matter how the wind may blow

It cannot shake the Son

Lay your sorrows on the ground

It’s time to come back home


Oh, back home…



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Fredrick the frog, image from Google


by Alienhippy

Fredrick the FROG sits on the shelf above my prayer chair

He has a few friends that sit at his side for his needs they really care

He contemplates peace and finding a way to fill his life with hope

He’s a funny old FROG, listening for God and finding new ways to cope


Too many times, he has been made to feel sad

As the seeds of fear have been planted

He hates feeling alone even when he’s at home

Love and acceptance, he’s always wanted


So he sits and he prays and hopes for better days

Filled with love and laughter and friends

He’s waiting on God that funny little FROG

As the tears help his fears to end


Fully.Rely.On.God my Mom used to say

You need to trust when you sit and pray

God loves you more than you’ll even know

Fully.Rely.On.God and you’ll spiritually grow


So I’m praying and crying and hating these fears

Planted and dripped in my brain over years

Not knowing the truth from these feelings I feel

It’s just “False Evidence Appearing Real”


Sometimes I have to get hit on the head

To realise my thoughts are misguided and led

A FROG falls off a shelf, God’s love He shares

Showing me just how much He cares


Ha ha…Bonk, on my head! YES… I was hit by a FROG

Spiritually knocking some sense in from God

I don’t have to listen to things that aren’t kind

Or to those who will plant seeds of doubt in my mind


GOD IS LOVE, and His love builds me up

I’m facing my fears and drinking this cup

Listening to negative is not good for my health

A friend is a gift I can give to myself



“A friend is a gift you give yourself.”

~Robert Louis Stevenson

“Friends are the family we choose for ourselves.”

~Edna Buchanan

“Friends are God’s way of apologizing for your family.”
~ Dr Wayne W. Dyer, The Power of Intention:


What goes HA HA BONK…???

An Alienhippy laughing her head off! ….LMHO (I find it funny…hehehe)


An old video from my childhood to go with my poem


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It is done!

It is done!

by Alienhippy

I can’t stop the loops, why do I listen to such words?

How can I change the way they feel inside my mind

They grip and tear my heavy heart, such pain

Where can I find my smiling dance again


Please hold back your words

To you they only spark a feeling of release

Their poison is released, doubts built over years

I cannot shift these tears, these fears you have unleashed


Please ponder on my mind and be more kind

Remember that your words leave your mouth, then set up house

Inside my head, all you have said and my heart is pained

I have to go, be in the still, rest in His arms and hear His will


You’ve triggered my rejection and the feeling of alone

I can go home and find the TRUTH, and learn to TRUST again

Stop with your words, I will not listen anymore

It is done!


NOTE: This poem was not finished when I published it. If you want to read the last part of this poem please follow this link… “It is done!”… was not finished.


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I don a mask for every day

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I don a mask for every day

by Alienhippy

I don a mask for every day

Slip out the door my head will pray

I speak the words my heart will hear

Protect me Lord from all this fear


As I’m walking through this day

Give me ears for what you say

With faith my hope will always please

You’ll bring these loops down to their knee


These masks can go and I can be

Wonderfully Wired created to be me

Seeing through your eyes, born unique

Living in acceptance gratefully I seek


Your Son will help me fully live

Not for myself but learning to give

And in my life your love will flow

My feet and heart will gladly go


To every corner that’s in darkness

Tell my story share this gladness

You came to me to heal my pain

In your love, I trust love again


Just like a child without restrictions

No tortured confines, obsessive addictions

But giving freely and believing in you

To guide my life and get me through


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image from Google


by Alienhippy

Can you pick me out the crowd?

I’m not loud

I don’t shout, look any different

But inside I hide

From all that is me.


Can you see which one I am?

For a while

I will smile, just like the rest

But the test is

Do I understand why?


I can fit in with what is, ‘the norm’

Over time I have learnt to conform

I’ll say I’m fine, if you think to ask

Truth being told

I am wearing a mask.


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Butterfly Breeze

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Butterfly Breeze (free flow poetry)

by Alienhippy

Colour drawn spiralling

Twisting into no thoughts

Twirling and spinning into pretty

NOTHINGNESS… just peace


A relaxed mind of

Butterfly dreams

And faraway places

That only my spirit can reach


Don’t go away imagination

Please don’t leave me

Take me with you

To your happy place


Where Butterflies kiss sweetly

And hurt does not exist

Where colour and sound

Replace words and confusion


Take me away on your spectral wings

Carry me on your gentle breath

So I can be free, lost in a place of magical beauty

Where dreams are reality, and tears have no pain

Free flow thoughts while “Listening through the Loops”


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by Alienhippy

Don’t listen to the voice of chaos

Don’t follow it’s confusing call

The accusing, abusing, words of loss

Spiritual demise, pushing your fall


Don’t listen to the lies, the pollution

Don’t follow into its darkness

Those questions were not part of our solution

You’re created different, but you are NOT less


I know it’s hard but I will never leave you

Follow me and I will guide you home

This will pass, take my hand, I’ll lead you through

I came so you would not feel alone


Listen through the loops of negative

Hasten to my still quiet voice

Be set free, follow me, love, live, give

I took the cross, gave my life, but it’s your choice


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The invisible people

We stand, we listen, we even try to contribute but we are very rarely seen or heard.

ASD is known as the invisible disability, but do you know what it is like to actually feel you are invisible. That your thoughts and feelings are not important. That even when you try to explain what is going on inside of you, you are still not heard. Or told you are being ridiculous.

Do you know what it feels like to just want to run, curl up in a ball and cry for the rest of the day. To be so drained you don’t want to think of anything at all, but your mind won’t let you stop.

To sit rocking in a safe spot away from everyone you love, because the pain is unbearable.

Do you know what it’s like to have everything spinning in your head but only be able to think of one thing…escape.

Do you know how patronising it is to be told you are just out of your comfort zone, you will adapt!

How loud do we have to be?

If I throw a chair across the room you might listen!

But if I try to explain in words, your words are more important than mine.

Maybe if I just keep quiet and go along with it the best I can, I will be fine.

I can just live in my daydream and think of the impossible, my fantasy world.

I will conform I just need to give it time.

After all, that’s what everyone keeps telling me.

What do I know? I’m just an invisible person!

“People like me!”

People like me, I know you’re out there!

by Alienhippy

The vulnerability of people like me

Sucked into a cult, depressed not my fault

Naive power trip on a magical roundabout

They chewed up my faith and spat me out


The sensitivity of people like me

Alone in the wilderness, head in a mess

Scars so deep I turn to agnosticism

Lost inside my spiritually confused prison


The reality of people like me

To God I will turn, listen, grow, learn

Each day is a lesson in a classroom of strife

I’m earning my degree in the university of life


The spirituality of people like me

Professors of reality, no educational degree

Wisdom given from the Lord above

Taught by the cross and the spirit of love


The humility of people like me

Not wanting attention, choosing not to mention

The spirit churning inside my being

Prophetic insight, theologically freeing


The insanity of people like me

Not wanting to fit, in this world full of shit

Desiring more than materialistic surface conversation

From people obsessed with their own self gratification


  • We can trust – in our vulnerability
  • We can see – in our sensitivity
  • We can be grounded – in our reality
  • We hear God – in our spirituality
  • We can accept – in our humility
  • We can imagine more – in our insanity

– John 16:33

In this world you will have trouble but take heart I have overcome the world

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