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2012-01-18T15:21:00.000-08:00

Women's Health | Health Articles | Pre Menstrual Syndrome (PMS) - Herbs for Hormone Imbalance

New Poem~I Can't Help It~

2011-12-06T08:15:00.001-08:00

New poem:I Can't Help ItI can't help it I'm just me,what you get is what you see.I talk fast when I'm excitedI dance or sing if I'm delightedsometimes I'm a bit near-sightedI was born with wrongs that can't be rightedbut I'm the me I've always been,just wanting to be a loyal friendthru thick and thin clear to the end.But people don't seem to like what they seeor think it's wrong or I should besomething else that is not me.They get upset because I love a manwho is special and magical named Josh Groban,they don't like that I see his magic powersor that I could stare at him for hoursthat I want to squeeze his thumb and turn him Zannyor that I've expressed my thoughts so manyI am not afraid to speak up and sayhow my love for him has grown by the day.It is not normal they all saythat I see him in my strange way.He flies thru the air with the greatest of easewithout wings or glider or Trapeze,he moves time around without the sightest of soundhe travels thru it hither and yonbackwards and forwards dusk to dawnhe can read your mind with the gaze of an eye,or vaporize something scary with a light from his handhe can use the Force as well as the greatest JediHe can cure Grobanitis across the landwith the Voice that gives us the strength to stand.I've always been told "you're not good enough,your looks would scare him" and that is toughbut why am I so rotten and no goodwhen any other person couldwalk right up and hug that magical mantake a smiling picture with Josh Grobanand know their life is now completeif I could do that it would be so neat.To sit on a Zanny couch with Joshwould rock my world OhMyGoshI'd have pleasant dreams forever moreand without dreams I am done for.All I want is to let Josh knowthat all I have is love to show.I want him to know what he means to methat only a loving Grobanite would he seeand I would do my best to make him happy.I can't help it I'm just me,what you get is what you see.I talk fast when I'm excitedI dance or sing if I'm delightedsometimes I'm a bit near-sightedI was born with wrongs that can't be rightedbut I'm the me I've always been,just wanting to be a loyal friendthru thick and thin clear to the end.I can't help it I'm in love with a magical manwith a golden voice and a heart-melting smilewhose name is Josh Groban,to tell him this I'd walk 1,000;000 miles.Siena Iman Vaisa Jackson* © 12-06-2011*screen~Name

Michael Jackson's Doctor Indicted

2010-02-11T09:24:00.000-08:00

Michael Jackson's Doctor Indicted

What Happens Now?~New Poem

2009-10-25T08:33:00.000-07:00

What Happens Now, Michael?

What happens now while we're far apart?
What will become of my broken heart?
I know I still have you with me still
but I feel to heal my heart never will.

I have this big hole where a light once shined
but now it's a void left firmly behind.
Where's all the magic you once showed us all?
Where does the time go now it's a crawl.

These days are bleak for me no smile will come
I feel like a zombie just shuffling along
I know it sounds incredibly dumb
and completely insane to more than just some.
But Michael I need you I need your sure hand
I need you to help me so I can stand.

I don't know why but this world is dark
where there once was a glimmer or even a spark,
where once I had hope and a dream to reach for
now I have nothing no joy or laughter to feel anymore.

I'm not able to love anyone now it's all been for you
but now that you had to go to the next world it's left me blue
because you're all I have and I just can't go on.
I wait for the day when I can be with you again
and the horrible darkness of this world will end.

Life is not the same without the magic of you
and I can't smile anymore because I am so blue.
But my love for you will not end because of a day
and I will not stop celebrating you every way
in little things that you once said
a funky song popping in my head
or the sound that came when you laugh out loud,
or that certain sillouette I see in a crowd
or the shadow that comes within a cloud.

What happens now Michael?
I hope you don't leave me anytime soon
because me without you is like sky without Moon
and I can't handle you not being here.
I thank God you're my angel and still always near
your voice still calms my nightly fears,
but I still can't help that I wish you were here.

The Force has you now but I hope that someday
we will be together again some day some way.

Siena Iman Vaisa Jackson (c) 10-25-2009 4 months today.

New Poem~Michael

2009-09-24T00:34:00.001-07:00

Michael

I walked along the beach today

to watch the setting sun

and marveled at the scenery

as the day was almost done.

I realized how many times you gave me strength to stand

I remember always wishing

that I could be with you at Neverland,

and then I realized that Neverland is alive in my heart

and thru your beautiful smile it can never part

The sun gleamed off the water blue,

and I had to smile when I thought of you.

Your eyes hold a light that shines all its own,

it's like the brightest star that has ever shone...

you have always had the purest heart

and we always knew that from the start.

Your intentions were alway for the best,

and now that they've laid your physical form to rest,

I hope you find true happiness.

You deserve to be free from pain or sadness,

and now I hope you know only gladness.

You're still with me as you said you would be

and I treasure that always wholeheartedly.

I know your time on Earth is done

but you are still My Only One.

My heart holds you dear

and I know that you're near,

but sometimes I still shed a tear.

I miss you Michael this is true

but I also know that you are an angel

and God has made a special place for you...

I hope one day I'll be beside you

walking in the Greatest of Neverlands

I hope you know you still hold my heart in your Zanny hands.

Siena Iman Vaisa Jackson* (c) 9-11-2009
*screenname

RHETI Sampler Test Results I tied btwn 2 of these

2009-07-09T10:30:00.000-07:00

The short (well 30something question) quiz is below:

http://www.enneagraminstitute.com/dis_sample_36.asp

Have fun!

I'm a Personality type 4 (the same as my beloved MJ R.I.P). I'm curious to know what personality type is typical of the MJ fan. :)[/QUOTE]

I tied btwn these 2:

Type Two
The Helper
The caring, interpersonal type. Twos are empathetic, sincere, and warm-hearted. They are friendly, generous, and self-sacrificing, but can also be sentimental, flattering, and people-pleasing. They are well-meaning and driven to be close to others, but can slip into doing things for others in order to be needed. They typically have problems with possessiveness and with acknowledging their own needs. At their Best: unselfish and altruistic, they have unconditional love for others.

Type Nine
The Peacemaker
The easy-going, self-effacing type. Nines are accepting, trusting, and stable. They are usually creative, optimistic, and supportive, but can also be too willing to go along with others to keep the peace. They want everything to go smoothly and be without conflict, but they can also tend to be complacent, simplifying problems and minimizing anything upsetting. They typically have problems with inertia and stubbornness. At their Best: indomitable and all-embracing, they are able to bring people together and heal conflicts.

OMJ! This does sound like me, I hate conflict!

New Poem~Never Far Behind~For Michael Jackson

2009-07-08T07:08:00.000-07:00

Never Far Behind

Michael, you may not walk upon the earth now,
but you're still with me even now.
Thru a voice among the trees
or a gently blowing breeze,
a quiet voice to sing me a song
and I don't believe that this is wrong.

You put your arms around me to quiet my reeling mind
that's how I know you're never far behind.
You come to me when I'm in fright
just like in the earthly life
to see that I'm alright.

I feel you Michael in everything I do
and I will never stop loving you.
A baby's smile or the laugh of a child
lets me know you've come back for a while.

Why did it hurt when you left so much?
I suppose because now I don't have the physical touch,
but I know you're still here with me
even if it's only the heart that I see
but I still see you plain as day
you will never fade away.

I see you and I hear your soft voice in my ear
letting me know you're always near.
I wish you were Zanny I really do,
then I could still hold onto you,
and then I'd never have to be blue.

But when the world crashes down on me
and when things seem to go so terribly
when the night becomes a horrid place
I feel your presence or see your face,
and that's a love nothing will ever replace.

Thru tiny little special signs
like when the light of morning shines
or a song that helps me to unwind
Michael, I know you're never far behind.

Tami L. Cook (c) 7-8-2009

My Letter To God~New Poem

2009-07-01T02:50:00.000-07:00

My Letter To God

I know You have a master plan
but to figure it out so few of us can,
but why did you take this beautiful man?
Why did you take him when HE had his own plan
to take over the world and rock the land??
Help me Dear God to understand.

I know You are great and All Good,
but what did I do to lose us this Angel
who hurt anyone he NEVER would?
Why did You have to take Michael now?
What do we do with this empty and how
do we live in this dark, gloomy place?
I know he now walks within your grace
and he no longer has to run The Race,
but now I'm in a big empty space.

Dear God please help me to understand
why you reached down and took this man?
How I'll go on is a mystery I"m not sure I can.
I only wanted to love Michael for all time and more
I've never loved anyone this much before,
and I know I will know love never more.

I know You have a master plan
and now Michael's in the Greatest Neverland
where he will always be Peter Pan
but now he's left his Tinker Bell
this world is now a living Hell
but I can't help this hurt I feel.
I don't think I'll ever heal.
This pain it feels completely surreal
and my heart continues to reel.

I want you to come back to me Michael
I don't think I'll ever go on this way,
I'm in a gloomy place today
and when it will end no one can say,
I wish I could join you up there
and maybe then I wouldn't be so scared
but I will always love you and I'll be there
and I will continue to care

"In My Joy and my Sorrow,
In the promise of another Tomorrow,
I'll Never Let You Part
For You're Always In My Heart."

I write this letter to God today
to help me understand why Michael went away
and for his return I continue to pray
and hope someday to meet him again
and be together in the end.

Siena Iman Vaisa Jackson* (c) 6-30-2009
*Screen name*

My Heart Cries Blood

2009-06-30T01:21:00.000-07:00

I have this poem dying, pun meant, to come out.

My Heart Cries Blood

It is a dark and dreary place
tears stream like rivers down my face
I am in an empty lonely state
and I know nobody can relate.

My heart cries blood from deep within
to put to words I can't begin.
I feel like something good is gone
and I don't know how I'll go on.
No man will love me no one could
for now I have no more to give
I have no real reason to live
and I know I can do nothing good.

Michael Jackson inspired me
I write from the heart so openly
because he gave me a reason to be.
He gave me the strength to go on
now that strength is dead and gone.

No one will ever understand
I only wanted to take his hand
and he could fly us to Nevrland.
I had plenty of pixiedust
I'd bring enough for both of us.
But I've lost all my happy thoughts
I feel like all the good is lost.

Why Does God only take the best
and leave us with the rotten rest?
Why are there only murderers, robbers and fiends?
Why do the wicked rule the world it seems?
Michael was an angel among us here
and I know in my heart he is still near
but I can't help but cry devastated tears
for I loved him so much as never before
and I wanted to be with him forever more.

My heart cries blood today
for my happiness has gone away
the goodness has leaked out like a sieve
and I don't know why I bother to live.
I hope that the good Lord can forgive
the dark thoughts I have today
for right now my skies are dark and gray.
I don't know how I'll continue to get by
for like rain falling from the sky
my world continues to wither and die.
It's lonely, dark and dreary today
My Heart Cries Blood Today.

Siena Iman Vaisa Jackson* (c) 6-25-2009
*Screen name