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101 Depression Remedies

1. Clean your shit: Room, clothes, car, bathroom (very important. Scrub that toilet!), house, yard, kitchen (also very important), work desk,  ect.

2. Clean yourself: buy some nice smelling soap and shampoo. Citrus is a favorite of mine. Try to spring for some hippy-ish stuff. It’ll make you feel better about yourself. Bathe or shower for awhile. Scrub your sadness

3. Treat yourself, but not too much: buy a shrimp dinner, take that road trip vacation, buy a sword, eat that cookie (fuck. Eat two), drink a nice red wine, sleep in a little.

4. Get some fuckin sleep: this should be number one. It makes all the difference. If you don’t sleep well, make a routine. Relax without any stimulation a couple hours prior to your slumber time.

5. Organize your life: start with the mess on your desk and shelves. Make it efficient. Move on to the kitchen (very important) make it a easy place to cook up somethin good. Organize your priorities and goals even. Start at home, move inward, then outward.

6. Quit looking at screens: TV, video games, cell phones, computers, slot machines, whatever. It’s all a simulation for something missing in your life. Quit distracting your desires digitally and live dammit… except for this website. Minimyst is good for you. Keep checking in constantly or on the 13th. Minimst.com it’s good for you

7. Quit listening to me and others: listen to your heart and all that cheesy shit. Your instincts know best.

8. Words: sticks and stone will break your bones, but words can make you kill yourself. Quit diagnosing yourself as depressed. It’s a hex. Define yourself as goin thru some shit. Get rid of nasty phrases and words that attatch like a parasite. Redefine your life and struggles. Change your words.

9. Get out: easier said then done for some, but cmon. Just leave. Go out, be sad somewhere other then your house. Your world can’t change, if you don’t go out in the world and try to change it. Doesn’t have to be big, small, fun or eventful. Just start. Just go. Get the fuck out.

10. Do something: draw, sing, play an instrument, dance the cha-cha, make a movie, hike a hill, cast a spell, write a poem, check minimyst.com, walk the dog, just walk somewhere, sculpt a bowl, plant a garden. Do something productive, in real life. Make something. Get physical and creative. Force it at first, if you need to. It’ll build eventually.

11. Find beauty: go to a national park nearby or afar. Wander the roads near the places you always go. Explore the beautiful world around. If you live in a shithole. Beautify your surroundings with shawls, cool lights and plants.

12. Eat good food: doesn’t always have to be nutritious, but it shouldn’t be artificial sustenance. Learn to cook. It’s like life. You don’t have to be a fucking chef. Go to a grocery store, buy ingredients. Make a soup if your poor, make a fancy steak and shrimp dinner if your upper crust. Take the time to cook and prepare food that tastes good. If you can do that, You can eventually learn to cook at life

13. Talk to strangers: Even if they seem to have nothing to offer. Try to spark a conversation. Ask about their day. Take whatever they say (even if contrived or mundane) have them elaborate. Compare yourself eventually and you’ll connect in some way. Keep doing this and eventually you’ll connect with the strange world of strangers and yourself.

14. Fall in love: doesn’t have to be a person (though that is preferable in most cases. Can cause extreme suicidal depression cases in others). Learn to love something. About yourself, about your city or family or friends. Love a book or a movie, if you have to. Try to work that heart out. Find a spark.

15. Listen to good music: bowie, ect.

 

Dark Cloth

Inifinite sadness in bright color

Fading to a stain

Blotching a good pair of work pants

Stitched in misery

 

Strains my eyes looking out

Wanna bash my brains on the ground

A total washout

Fuck everything

When you cant fuck at all

 

Falling into a deep darkness

The depth measured

In shallow waters

Wanna drown in this white gown

Die right now

 

Meloncholy Mantra

negative mantras

Its all that conjures

drawing from depression

Dark sides of the moon

 

Becoming consumed

dread always looming

dead inside

meloncholy blooming

 

Sound so emo

but Just got done crying

Want to end it all

Maybe after a bit more trying

 

Only grace

Is drugs and dying dreams

family and friends

I barely get to see

 

So fucking broke

Can barely think

Life raised its taxes

My destiny in the ground

 

No more waiting

This weight is crushing

Trying my best

In a chapter without rest

 

Tested by god

Definietly getting F’d

Maybe its for the best

Perhaps divine jest

 

All seems apart of something

Hoping someday it wont just be nothing

A new way

Outta old way

 

Pens

Lost my pen

Found a shitty one

under the break room fridge

Its runnin low

Drying out

Writings now faded

Seems almost symbolic

Of my life

Metaphorical strife

ugghhh

Fuck

FUCK

Suicide Sux

What a drag

Living in the plastic world

Light of salvation

Neon glows

 

Fake foliage growing

In concrete cracks

Peace and joy

In little green bags

 

Fuck my life

Grab another knife

Broken boy ghost

Host this dead dream

 

 

Mall XIV

Late to work

Car repairs

clusterfucks

on top a shitstorm of small stresses

This is my life

At minimum wage

 

Risking my life

My time and ways

On frozen roads

For the lowest possible pay

 

7 more hours

Til im back on slaves way

White nigger

Tryin hard

For bigger credit cards

better daze tonight

 

 

 

In A Truck

Ford ranger i got

Broke on a snowy day

Van still fucked

From runnin round

 

Driving the family truck

Battery died yesterday

Life kinda sucks

 

Feelin low

Hopes were high

when i was high

Fuck

I really want to be high

 

Still trying

Workin shit jobs

For shit oppurtunities

Holy shit am i trying

 

Patrolling a crowded parking lot

Stuck in the loop

 

 

Why should i care

Why do i always gotta know

Where i should go

Where i could grow

into the man

everyone needs

 

Where should i learn

who should i gather

what should i wear

destiny knocking

at a locked door

 

N

North side ridin’

Tryin to find some crime

in the van mall parking lot

Killing all the time i got

In this little black book

cookin up schemes

Rhymes and hooks

Big booty dreams

On the white ass streets I look

now recognize

remix

Officer chris

Droppin beats

Spittin licks

mall cop deadbeat

Feel the heat

Bitch