Please come in and hear a sad poem from my make shift hyperbaric chamber

For years I’ve been struggling,

I’ve been slowly suffocated by the pain,

My mind, admirably, has gone insane.

I was so embarrassed by my cain,

And would toss it aside when I can.

I’d rather walk by with a shin splint wince,

So my kids can see me as a young man,

unburied is where I am.

To my critics who may make a comment,

Fuck off cause I’m tired and spent.

You’ll go on unread,

I’ve got kids to put to bed.

But before I do, let me spit about my new found passion its legit.

I call it “staying alive”; Excuse me, I’m bitter from this shit,

I am so pent up I cant handle it.

Fortunately for my kids and me tho,

God has a better understanding and fresh flow,

And he has blessed my life with an amazing wife.

Through His words, these terrible meds,

and my wife’s garden (and #wholefoods lol)

I may finally be pardoned.

I’m putting tears on my keyboard, no longer can I feel bored.

I’m bout to shout! And I’m proud to announce:

That I have finally started healing!!!

My soul is through the ceiling!

So many tears and laughter can be uplifting,

Please please keep on praying,

Cause it’s got me thinking,

about a higher meaning,

And for a long time I have been searching,

Yet every stone I been overturning,

The more gasses I find burning,

The more people I find turning,

And just like me, the only melody,

is for the meds which keep us yearning,

No ones cares, we’ll be a learning,

so while #ourcitiesjustkeepburning,

I have been compelled to start learning,

How to or what to do, you can’t blame me for trying.

Just trying to save both me and you,

Thats what I’d love to do.

But I’ll admit I’m a simpleman,

And I’m lost without a plan,

I’ve not even a fellow friend.

To the #mountains I’ll be #running,

I’ll spend my last days, where my people came from anyways #serbian #croatian #5050

On my way out I’ll be streaming,

Slowly creeping and recording. #gorrilla

When I go please note I’ll be #crying,

With my wife and kids in a safe clean place hiding.

Hear this, your minds are all numb and rotting.

Has the lead thickened your head?

Will you listen or will you be dead?

Marketing, in the likes of Walmart & Football, has kept you distracted,

as a consequence your frontal lob was impacted.

Have you seen the Concussion movie,

No you missed it for the lil something thot meet and greet.

Turn down the mumble rappers,

Riot the money man and rid the phony actors.

Question everyone,

and see what they’re after.

Speak down their doors and vote them to the floor.

For the record let this poem be my quote,

I hope my works and words can provoke.

To all the #slightedbrothers,

Who have been fooled by under covers.

Simply looking for a fix,

Just like the #hillbillies from #mystix

Just a fix! For a problem they never started.

Both people are simply broken hearted.

Its so ratchet its in-bread retarded.

You see my ghetto kin and simple country folk,

Your numbers have been ignored,

By the wealthily and able,

Who charge fees cause their capable.

They watch tv when they’re bored.

Living attached to the power cord.

People in power capable of helping,

Who are simply looking for another helping.

Its time YOU and I take responsibility,

so come and see what we can see,

Lets rise above this smoggy city.

For miles and miles,

You can see their mills, factories, and slag piles.

Nothing but waste and corporate distaste,

Can someone put something in back in its place?

But with what and with who?

Thing 1 cant find Thing 2,

I’m sorry I am honestly straight tripping,

Please forget Dr Sues- I’ve thrown out my prescription.

I’ve put down my pills to stop the bills.

I need a doctor who has logic and reason,

willing to hear me through the seasons.

Yet through every doctor I’ve found,

They only run around like clowns. #UPMC

From room to room they go,

Promoting what they know.

Have you see the convinced? #PREACHERS

Guess what they can be convincing.

And on and on those are the games they play.

Proverbs 26:4 teaches different way,

“Answer not a fool according to his folly,

Least you be like him yourself”

So what cards were you dealt,

To whom much is given,

They better best be giving!

Can you help some cause, or will your efforts go on pause?

Can someone point me to a new clean city?

Somewhere with a fresh perspective, somewhere not so shitty.

The useless class- will waste your ass.

Like the Israelites, they’ll put up fights,

Scratching and crawling,

Busting your face and brawling.

Hey #valleyfolk I’m calling,

Tell’em its them we’re from the #mountains,

And we’ve got something to be proud of.

I’m proud that we aint you.

Cause for 3 day I was in the #ICU,

And I didnt see you.

Would you have even noticed if I died?

Not if your stock survived.

But we would and have taken notice.

#Neighborshavestrengthinnumbers #724 #412 #814

#datascience over #politicalscience

Which reminds me, who are you?

Aren’t you my neighbor?

Isn’t there anyone looking out for their neighbors?

Then what are their your neighbor’s names?

Do you even know their names?

But you know every other hashtag,

Cause posting your thought gets you free goochi bags.

With that spot light you’re still motivated by the dollar,

Just another dumbass white collar.

Posing as baller promoting the almighty dollar.

Fuck your label and all other merican staples.

Who is here fighting for us?

While your corporate taxes go to poisoning the masses.

“They’re fighting for freedom!”

Or are they fighting for oil?

Cause my war spoilings dont spoil.

And the common man in #Afghanistan

Cant understand why we’d blast cities to sand.

And the man in the mid to upper class,

And in the bullshit lazy tech class,

Tells me we are all about to become the #uselessclass?

lol

Proverbs something:something

“Whoever restrains his tongue has knowledge,

And who has a cool spirit has understanding”

So like I tell my kids,

let me ***calmly** use my words,

here’s what I see that seems to go unnoticed in the burbs:

* You are 20 times more likely to die of cancer in certain areas of Pittsburgh: “Allegheny County residents live with more than twice the cancer risk from air toxics than do residents of nearby rural areas, according to a University of Pittsburgh study. In some areas, residents live with as much as 20 times greater risk of contracting cancer from exposure to all hazardous air pollutants…”

* The #ClaritonMill (and others) are killing MY/OUR/INNOCENT/IGNORANT people in the #MONMOUNTAINS

* My lovely mail lady lives in #Glassport (down wind from the mill) knows +50 ppl who died from herion; I wonder what other options they had.

* No mayor, judge, cop, and certainly not our ignorant af president is doing shit about it

* #peduto what will you do tho? Please help “clean up the streets” or you’re nothing but a bearded slogan

* To top it off our opioid problem. IDK where to begin on that one because opioids are legal and a great money maker.

* Did you know: Mylan executives work/live right here in #southpoint ? Here is what they make, I bet you or your loved one is hooked on it: https://www.mylan.com/en/products/product-catalog

* And weed is illegal to not get from the government so they can tax it, issaa weed ppl

According to my logic: The government is taxing the people they didn’t protect from the companies they gave tax breaks so they can keep producing the ailments they gave us so we can buy more: Methotraxate, opioids, and now weed.


Proverbs 26:1

“Honor is not fitting for a fool”

So while I’m blazed out of my mind to cope with the pain,

I simply care about what future’s kids are saying.

* The air in Pittsburgh is killing people daily

* I buy (bought? maybe) weed from the government legally for my ailments; Yet Black people are still in jail for weed possessions??????????? Please tell me my facts are wrong…

My ailments are 1000X (thats a scientific number from a scientist*) worse when in Pittsburgh and may have been caused by being down there too IDK more to come cause I will find the cause cause I follow my nose

* UPMC is terrible and failed me sooo many times. Their propaganda is DEAD wrong because they love our business, it makes them 20 times more profitable

* WE neighbors must step up and fight this bull shit; Havent you wondered who runs these mills that are poisoning us?

* I dont know how or where to start, I’m just stuck in my air tight bubble

* Can my #MonValley people stand up? BTW its #MONMOUNTAINS now

* If I didnt work for such a great company and have such a great career I would have moved years ago from this weather and narrow minded grumpy people

* I dont know where I’ll be in 5 years but I know where I am now

Link in bio, sorry (not sorry) its from when I was going through withdraw and am kinda off my rocker (still too)

https://pennenvironment.org/reports/pae/toxic-ten

^this report came out in 2015 but why hasn’t anyone seen it?^

ADAM

First, FUCK THE AMERICAN SYSTEM,

its an ignorant prison,

compiled by heathens,

for one simple reason.

Fuck your list of simpleton rules,

curated and governed by tools,

upheld by bald, white, talking-head fools.

To all of those demons,

Who didnt know my pain had reasons,

Welcome to chapter two, a sporting season.

Didnt you think I’d notice you heathens?

I’m gonna wear your broken angelic wings as my crown of reasons.

But before chapter two begins, let me first pray for our sins.

I’m getting spiritual because I worship God and feel for His estranged,

And therefore may my actions be more pure every day so that my change makes real change.

Lord, Until then, allow me to be a light to all of your beings.

I’m fairly certain your creation has meaning.

Despite my fight, instead I surrender, to Jesus and his teachings.

I pray for His love to change these disgusting things.

And since love only evolves so fast,

Lord, phhhhuuuufffff, thank you for this GAS!

I call it His “modern medicine” easy pass.

And since I’m sick of paying these troll’s tolls,

Spirit, empower me to flip tables in these ratchet temples.

Dear Lord, Heavenly Father, and Holy Spirit,

Protect me while I let them hear it.

Hallelujah in the Highest,

Amen, signed by Adam

EH’mmmm, Sorry, does this seem hysterical?

Does it feel a bit radical?

Dont comprehend my rage?

Then google a lion, bleeding out in its cage,

page one results you’ll see me baked in a daze.

3 years ago I wrecked, and snapped my fucking neck.

Herniated some plates, and collapsed my lung.

The concussion stopped time in space, I was realizing I might be done.

Although badly beaten, God’s Divine reason kept me breathing.

He must a thought, “Adam, your focus is sooooo last season,

Its time you work for a Higher Reason.”

My Lord, as your humble servant,

I’m reverent to my spiral, it must be worth it?!

And so I immediately went, hell bent, by way of ambulance,

to numerous witch doctors who didnt do enough,

Hi everyone! I’m Adam, I am back, and I call your bluff!

You didnt even get to know me lol, again I’m kinda tough.

ask yourself this, “Did you do enough?”

Nope, because your mindset is dated,

and so your piddling made me jaded.

I told you I was from the future ya? your methods are 1990’s stupid bruh.

When I started just googling, I found where you lack tutelage.

As my life kept flashing before my eyes, you left me choking on your well spoken fucking lies.

And again, and again, and again, all in my cries in vain, I was stuck suffering unspeakable pain.

These Ph’Dz align with some ‘Platinum Rule’, its apparently a quote from the Hand’s marketing tool.

First, and foremost, “The Golden Rule” was ignored! Dont we worship the same Lord?

Were are all neighbors based on His Holy’s accord.

And yet each one of my doctors, held their opinions high and proper.

With purpose they blur lines between reality and opinion, all of your cries are rebutted with cynicism.

Even one shlepping off her inequities with jokes about Jewish guilt,

despite being compensated, while Abraham’s grandson’s blood was spilt.

Hi! We have connecting family trees! Dont you see me on my knees?

And lady, you felt that way for a reason,

because I’m a human being, and therefore your nation should rebuke you for treason.

Based on a failure “To honor the old and the wise”, Lev. 19:32)

I worship your G-d too, although not jew, I am still that guy, humbled, reverent and ready to die.

You also forgot to “Not to stand by idly when a human life is in danger,” (Lev. 19:16)

I said Linsey, come back stranger!

Also you forgot “To relieve a neighbor of his burden and help to unload his beast” (Ex. 23:5)

Bitch I told you why I left Shittsburgh and headed east!

And blah blah blah blah, you get it, I dishonor ya.

You see, she and these doctoral minds are so bored,

it gets mind numbing boasting about your own accord.

This I swear to you, I presented them peer reviewed journals which dismissed their witch doctor’s diagnosis,

but some how they already knew this??????

“I’m familiar with that one, its not reliable“ is a direct quote from an MD Chet Oddis.

I didnt even finish my well prepared argument, before I realized he had other motives.

We both attend the same church, and that fact really hurts.

Arent his ties and offerings are like blood diamonds? I’m sorry my fellow church goers are too ignorant to know this.

Chet was just like the rest of them, yawning through their judge’less courts.

Unfortunately for him, I’ll be critiquing his work for sport.

In his visit summary write up, you can see who’s minds fucked up.

His comments are in quotes verbatim, followed by what I can now say to him.

Chet’s technically a “Professor of Medicine”, bro I reviewed your paper, I have a lot of criticism.

First things first he leads with “His examination was benign.” Mother fucker you missed the buckles in my spine.

“…Adam does have some preconceived notions believing a lot of doctors have dismissed him”. Chet, I know your kin, thought that meant I finally had an in!

However thanks for naming these faceless ghosts, “Starz, Bhusal, Noaiseh, Calabrese” I only remember half of those.

“He has a pain syndrome that dates back to his child hood years.” Again, I told you I completely lack what most fear. And yet I’m still here, crippled to tears.

This chap even logged my “chronic anxiety and depression,” “chemical sensitivities,” “defuse pain,“ “overt joint swelling“

“He has never had any other neurological involvement…” Then what the fuck are these 4 scars where my arms bend?

“He has never had any other unusual skin rashes, eye inflammation, or other systemic features.” But I’m telling I’ve already been diagnosed with eye inflammation, and my hive like skin rashes are my most defining features :)

“I could explain a lot of his symptoms as related to fibromyalgia…” Thanks for documenting this, I’m proud of ya.

“I did tell him that I though Cymbalta was a reasonable medication for him to try.” But turns out those side effects are what was making me want to die.

Dear reader, can you picture the innocent lives have been lost to people like this guy?

Imagine his fraternity of lawless men and women, making your health care decisions.

I’d like to tell you more about his motives, this is where my critic become really explosive.

They do so solely based on monetary gain, cause they cant un’think money in their brains.

Why should they care? Its not their pain.

They might give you 15 mins of shallow conversation,

filled with postering, fake empathetic body language.

Followed by a quick hesitation toward the door, its a purpose-full gesture, again their bored.

And then whatever statement gets them out of the room quicker,

Like an alcoholic looking for liquor, hey buddy, I’m not your doctor but I am concerned for your liver.

All of this, over and over, while i’m literately getting sicker and sicker, bones rattling while I quiver.

And so, without their help, I am now doing my own research. Honestly, its like a re-birth.

I discovered the last 10+ years of my life was truly torcher.

My view to this world has been distorted and out of place,

by ignorant doctors and their pointless step therapy after taste.

That documented documented “chemical sensitivity” is more vudoo then fibromyalgia you see?!

Most doctors think its a joke, while your bodies fuming, hopes, memories, life’s going up in smoke.

Many patients report this same hell, and the “Professor of Medicine” literally cant tell.

Bro its from your core concepts, from you very incomplete depths.

And so from a decades worth of laboring through pain,

A multitude of inspirations, forcing me to poetically explain,

We must conjure help from His Holy Name.

Dear youth, for your spiritual inspiration, hear tales of my torcher.

Join me, rise up, and seek and new world order.

Or will you sit idel, judging my book by its title.

I said LISTEN! Before long you’ll be in my position.

First things first, I’m a prisoner their malicious system,

Simply because I gave them their much due criticism.

Based on that fact alone, dont be shocked when I demand their thrones.

In this life and the next, my Lord’s army will raid their homes,

leaving behind no pricey furnishings and smashing all garden gnomes.

When its all said and done, we’ll be smashing the 1%’s relics for fun.

Ok ok I’m only joking of course, these aren’t my violent lyrics, these rhymes are for His future chorus.

First consider the thousands neighbors their ignorance has killed, then tell me to yield.

In ways though, you’ll see I wasnt bluffing, I’m furious your wealth is based on keeping sick people suffering!

My hobby is time-lapse photography, and through the years you can see when they got to me.

You’ll see my beastly bahemoth body, captive to continuously crippling pain.

In my time lapse you’ll slowly, then quickly see me go insane.

Watch me tweak in full body muscle cramps, struggling to breathe,

I became a bitch, crying in their office and begging on my knees.

Quite literally I said, quote, “Doctor, I’m dying”

My family witnessed, in the visits, they’d be like, “Please sir” while also crying.

But in their twisted minds, they questioned me, thinking I’m lying.

These so called Godly people, pushing me to the newest Opioid line.

Appointment after appointment, 50 plus sent me spiraling.

They put me on unnecessary step therapy,

Downing in chemo, prednisone, zoloft, dueloxitine,

I wish I could say its all a dream!

Dont blame me tho! Peak my memo!

“To whom it concerns”, help bro! I actually emailed that to the CEO!

I asked you to “MRI my back”. Wasnt I shouting that?

Each visit, I told every doctor my pain in elaborate detail.

Even before the appointment, I’d send a 1,000 page email.

And after 12 years, a trillion tears, hopes crushed by fear,

forget chugging beers, I need harder meds to get through these years,

at this point the pain is excruciating,

the lightning bolts are nauseating.

My back and forth sway, each and every day, is just me trying to stay lose in any way.

But eventually my bones became weak, lost focus and couldnt think,

my muscles started to tweak, I’wz slluurring workz wen I speaked.

Double vision and migraines became a reoccurring thing.

Specifically my arms were weak and sensitive.

the lightning bolts I know i mention this,

but also numb, sharp, hot, cold, feeling like your old, sitting still watching life unfold.

But despite all that mumbling, my 50+ doctors never batted an eye,

every white coat passed me to the next guy.

Failure to diagnose turns out to be a suable offense.

Failure to give fuck summarizes every white coat’s existence.

So I’ll sue them and use the cash to round up us peasants.

Wait till they find out how low the fence is.

Just wait till I get the people to start thinking,

these doctors, nestled among the 1%, has whats ours for the taking.

At this point, I feel empowered and enraged.

I’ve fucking sharpened my teeth and nails on this steel cage.

Now that the facts are coming to light, I can confirm no doctor was close to right.

All of their earnings, are tainted like blood diamonds.

I’ll be shouting that in my prayers to remind them.

and ya lol what ever lol see you in court hahahahahah

ADAM

For the record, this one was supposed to be for you and me!

Instead I’m stuck here suffering, trying to beg and plea.

Fortunately, for all of humanity,

my symptoms are residing,

I’m flexed and no longer hiding.

I have been steadily preparing,

slowly approaching enlightenment,

its kinda scary man’.

I’ve got a fatal attraction to the light,

so focused I aint bothered by a tiny bite.

My eyes are fixed on whats heaven sent,

but all around me is hell bent.

Why didnt any one set me free?

I could have been so easy!

I quite literately was on one knee,

rubbing the knife on my neck, ready to slit me.

Simply put, the pain,

the medication, impacted my brain.

But some how in that continuous tweak,

I became stronger, and noticed you’re weak.

No sweat, in my struggles,

in my consistent mental juggles,

Believe it or not, the world became clearer.

Its a brand new sense,

I can ‘ ‘ through your smoggy air.

With this new found sight, have seen God’s message for the people.

Its with urgency, as we write His sequel.

Coming from a rebel with a new found cause,

from a random man whom the system put on pause.

With these simple directions,

I aim to end my oppositions fatal hesitations.

GO NOW and find the good in every relationship.

This evolution is my Creator’s worship.

Lets allow our positive relations to take effect.

Dear Lord please intervene, force us to coexist!

“I am” ’s the captain now, “Course Correct!”

For it has been written, He will make all things perfect.

Our trials, war, and toucher will be worth it.

He told me, in my pain, we will all gain.

And t(w)o that point, the kids call me Coach Mudrick.

But this one’s to their parents, GO NOW you’re in the game!

Competitors, get ready for the rival.

Because I am His opposition’s greatest rival.

Yes, I proudly profess that self given title.

Tune into adammudrick.com/live to watch my court trials.

I’ll be cheesing, crying, and clinging to my Bible.

Preaching and teaching what I’ve used for survival.

In Jesus’s name, Amen.

Now to the men,

to the women,

to the children,

we are living in sin.

I will be donating a large portion of my court earnings to the missions.

I am stepping past your cynicism,

to pass God’s schisms.

I will be re-opening your churches,

and breaking free your prisons.

I call this world for what it is,

so that the next generation can live.

ADAM, ▲ ▷ △ ▲▲