It’s been since last September’s end since you moved out of the work body you wore.
Seasons come and gone.
And now you’re on your way to the beach in California via ride along.
Probably looking at the container of ashes with some irony.
I have dreams of you often. And I cling to the most ridiculous things in a way that I don’t understand.
I miss you in the physical. The last year of or texts and knowing. Of women connected once again.
I miss you, but you’re hear with me often…
OK! THIS should be looked at by the lupus community. I’m gonna share this link with the foundation.
Imagine if it was this simple. Nature… so I could go outside…again!
http://www.ecouterre.com/strawberries-could-protect-your-skin-against-ultraviolet-radiation/
This, I am looking forward to.
I love reading and seeing in my mind what people have for a story by what they write…
This is awesome!
I remember a time when things were simpler…
Perhaps remembering it is what makes thing unbearable at times.
I just do not understand how some parents can be cruel, and forget what love means. Forget their children, or just put them out of mind when it suits them.
It doesn’t matter how old the child is. Something like that affects the mind and soul deep down, and I’m not sure it’s repairable. It may scar over time, but the wound is always there… A constantly random reminder of your worth to the blood running in your veins. The DNA ties that you wish you could just dig out.
I’ve come to a point where I don’t care, or want to know where I came from anymore. And, I hope my own children get here sooner than I did in regards to their father.
There’s a reason laws are in place for child support. And, to think a parent would rather live as if he/she never had kids is appalling to me.
The sheer statistics of how many of these warts on society has got to tell people something.
More and more, I feel people should get a license to bare children…
The smell of autumn in the air lately. There’s nothing like it; pencil erasers, and the wood shavings from sharpeners, paper… woodsmoke from stoves and fireplaces. And, that little cold snap of clear air in the mornings.
I’ve been thinking a lot about the EVPs we got about a year and a half ago from the old mill that was abandoned, but is now almost finished being renovated into an odd pairing of new parking garage, and offices that will still have the brick shell of the mill. The parking garage stands out like a sore thumb-concrete and glass… I cannot get used to how off and odd the two stuck together look now.
Anyway, I know the place is haunted given the evps…we got. And, I wonder if some things might happen in th garage, and offices. Will car alarms go off more, or will people assume vandals (and, we DO have some idiots in town) might be causing mishaps…maybe electrical problems… Will people in the offices experience the call of that boy? See him?
I find it sad, and it bothers me that he’s still there.
What does he think has happened?
from January…
working…
the saws blade vibrates
in the marrow
in the mud
cellular blood sips there
there, in the deep
there, in the dark
there, where no one goes
safe in nightmares of instinct
hide the blades
from the cut
based and free-based
wandering the channels there
there, in the deep
there, in the dark
there, where no one goes
safe in nightmares of instinct
splinters to dust fly
beasts after bone
the origins shudder
quivering the beat there
there, from the deep
here, from the dark
there, where no one goes
safe in nightmares of instinct
While we are in the midst of coas, and bullshit, we are also being led in so many directions by interest driven media that we are not catching the actual words used by our president.
With all of the news we see leading us away from his words (or, should I say, jumbled talk around and threats) we are missing the truth.
These are the facts:
we are inundated with steroid use news of sports players… do I care? No. Not in the scheme of reality, no I don’t.
We are watching the government stock holders and interest leaders sell dangerous drugs on TV… the CDC had recently published the very real dangers and warnings of many of these drugs, leading the suicidal, violent behavior (shootings? hmmm…) get the drift?
we are missing the point of the peoples of this country in dire need of real help.
We are funding a military that is recruiting our children. we are funding a military that leaves these people to flail without help once giving themselves to the belief that they are doing the right thing…
All the while, our president is threatening us if he does not get his way in tapping, and listening in on all of our communications.
How many years have they been listening in?
Have they once actually heard a plot to take out our country through and email, or instant messege (should they be so stupid)? It has been admitted they have not caught the “so called” terrorists via this measure. Nor, have they the right to take our rights away!
So, really? Are we going to die if the president does not get his way?
NO.
How long have we been humans on this earth. And, history is there for a reason.
It’s way past time for people to get out of thier comfort zones and think for themselves.
Enough is very much enough.
Here’s a link to Keith Olbermann’s article and video.
http://www.truthout.org/docs_2006/021508A.shtml
As I become frozen in body…so, my mind turns inward and inside out.
Experimenting with boundaries, and pushing limits has always been my way. Accepting limits is an internal war ever present. And, at times, I wonder why I fight it so?
Is it habit? Stubbornness for the sake of..?
Or, is there a way to overcome?
I am constantly wondering if I just let go, and say to myself “Nene, this is. That’s all, and you gotta stop. Good, bad, hurting, sick, giddy, and loopy, empath, and healer…This is now, and fighting will bring you down. Expended energy you need to be…”
Then, ego steps up and rears it’s selfish head. “Are you serious!? Have you not learned that it is never enough? You MUST be doing something in order to succeed! You give up, or stop and you you are nothing, and shame on you! Get off your ass and stop complaining. Lazy, shiftless… And, none of this boo-hooing because your sick. Get over it!”
Oh, yes. Ego will kick your ass every time if you are not aware.
So, what do you do to over come that loud voice? That insidiously slippery character that will set you up to fall?
While I know the logic behind this. It gets me nonetheless…
Throw in the random visitors of the unseen, and going off on an unknown ride does not help, lol.
Yeah… I’m interested in what others do. How they handle, or cope with it all…
Light on us All.
Pouring Taboon 