A Return To Innocence

Back To The Beginnimg

“When I was a child, I spent a lot of time alone at my gransparents’ house.

When I say alone, that meant that grandpa was away for music business or golf during the day, while grandma was either cleaning house, watching golf, or come evening, cooking for all of us.

Simple things to eat were always available, like potato chips, slices of cheese, some crisp head lettuce, and bread and lunch meat.

My place was either in the front side bedroom listening to A-tracks, or on the floor in the kitchen, watching B-matinee movies.

Now, as I wait for paperwork processing to be able to resume my healing therapies, there’s a lot of me tending to the animals in the front room before the fire, and kitchen duties accompanied by the comfort of netflix or music piped through the phone set on repeat…

And pretty much the same simple diet for the kid in me.”

Altered States

Elder Sense

“A much respected older peer once told me to write the story of my life one day.

But what could I say that would make sense of all of the tragedies?

Pain’s pressure squeezes as it builds over time, until not a drop of blood feels like it can ever again flow freely.

It forces hope’s light to seek shelter, buried deep underground, begging for the end of growth’s dormancy.”

A Woman's Plight

Unjust Rewards

“The truth is, looking back, I’ve apparently never been given a very good offer.

When younger, love was so rare that when a glimmer of it arrived, I grabbed on tight, did my best to keep nourishing it, and ‘made the most of things.’

But now I know what kinds of damage that lack of reciprocation can actually render, and it becomes undeniably clear that there are no real options for me to currently invest in.

The blinders have been torn off for some time, now – and as my once ever-overflowing-despite-any-challenges optimism finally dwindles out from fatigue, I survey the wrecked fields that I’ve been left with and think to myself, ‘I need a better view.'”

A Woman's Plight

Shattered Dreams

“I think that when a man chooses an alcoholic, disabled prostitute over the vital woman who did everything she could to help him rebuild his life while providimg a family and developing herself competently leaves a debilitatingly negative impact upon the woman’s self esteem, sense of self worth, and overall confidence that she could ever be desireable to anyone – especially when she keeps encountering ignorantly shallow men who take her for granted.”