“It has been highly vexing how stuck I have felt – prevented from moving forward on projects.
Yet suddenly, projects are at last completing, and I am beginning to feel a bit set free from the mire!”
“It has been highly vexing how stuck I have felt – prevented from moving forward on projects.
Yet suddenly, projects are at last completing, and I am beginning to feel a bit set free from the mire!”
Repost – when it’s good, it’s good.
“Becomes key is generating propulsion progress with any masking for perceived smoothness.
‘Gee – she’s got a peppy step!'”
“It’s like every move is a dance coordinating and transferring energy of movement along fine line barely functional tracks passing between muscles willing and able to briefly take the load – but these groups are always shifting.
Who needs external distractions, when there’s a whole internal world to manage and govern?”
“So far, torn disc and torn joints with neurological cascade causing muscles to turn on and off and a foot intermittently collapsing.
I think they call this ‘Progress'”
Safe Journeys, My Love.
“The day’s tormenting migraine torsion has at long last relented.”
“But my understanding of my healing therapies has evolved to a next level.”
“With fist raised after triumphantly declaring victory, I shall press the backward arrow and reclick the song that I want to play as many times as it takes to not play those ads!”
(Gleeful chuckling at my own sillyness)
“No matter what I did, I could not peal/pull open again the top of the container still holding my remaining and much hungered for roast beef and swiss cheese slices.
In retaliation at the flared inflammation response wave of psychic thwartation frustration, I grabbed the bottom of the plastic and squeezed hard with both sets of fingers – until the lid had no choice under severe pressure but to pop off!”
When gods of light seal beloved
Darkness within oceanic tombs
He abandoned because he could not meet her needs
But there had been no clarifications nor negotiations
“I want warm-baked cookies
And to water-view my garden”
By Athena Stairs, June 12. 2025
Far beyond the path of reason
Turning to leave fears seize us
Attempting to squeeze arteries
I don’t care I don’t care gasping
I will face these demons and their
Words stuffed-spilling from mouth
If they hurt your core do not listen
In this purging mainframe system
Just stand back to witness unpacking of
Lies twisted from lascivious incantations
How do we resolve and then dissolve
Without going to the places we know
Where everything has become broken
And shattered glass cuts feet to bone?
Do we continue to suppress or project
Pushing the boils to pustule-pop atone
Where every lost cause’s contorted hope’s
Reveal is accepted embraced in clemency?
I would dive deep in for you but
Would you run or stay with me?
These illusions still infesting
Scourge redemption’s validity
—
(Contact me for permissions)
Faces, names
Implications
I want to know
Our souls’ truth
Without
Artifices
Makes me
Happiest
I would claw at
Any pretension
So starved for
Open honesty
Bring me to hidden
Heart of the matter
To understand
And encourage
There is no violence
In what we’ve needed
The cycle that evolves and
Completes to evolve again
Growing our Karma
Side by side Dharma
We make these promises
Intention follows through
Heavens gates cannot be
Reached surface leveling
And if scaled correctly
Definitions transcend
For there is no more
Split as comprehend
In this vision revealing that
We were made to be reborn
Fissioning is a symptom we
Are meant for beyond norms
Shifting to match feelings
Embodied true expression
On this playing field of suffering
Hell’s abolished if we’re mended
I don’t know how long we’re given
But let’s seize the chance in taking
When stars align nothing’s perfect
We just leap in hope love saves us
“There is a new spot of numbness…mri’s again, soon.”
(Parody on “a new norm”)
“Not quite ‘out.'”
“Today was productive, but surpassing limitations.”
As his hand emerged
From his into her side
She pulled him through
noun
North American
noun: hodge-podge
Oxford Lamguages
“Tomorrow is such a day.”
The more I think about it
It could be easier to just
Wear a different mask
For each aspet of self
At least for those of us
Who need delineations
In order to clarify
Persona intention
I’m so tired of all of the scripts
Let’s rewrite them to better fit
If we knew each other well
Would we balance out hell?
Would heaven grant us the years
To love and hold each other dear?
It’s so strange the roads traveled
How similarly we have struggled
Externally / internally in
Asking similar questions
Leading us onward to
Junctioned destination
So close now to
Understanding
“Madly desiring – yet kept separate.”
“No matter how I grapple with it, it is disconcerting to see my body differently shaped now since the accident.
This is not age progression.
I guess bracing through limbs to take on tons of accelerated force can cause one to bulk up around joints and throughout fascia in response!”
“I do not like revisiting the details of how the accident altered my life’s course of events, but it is good to order them and put them categorically to rest.”
An interesting word
Too often negated
With value
Underated
But when it’s
Understood
Something
Irreplaceable
Essential to
Individual
Bonding
Couples
Connected
Exchanging
Metaphors
Engaging
Providing
Receiving
Mutual
Feeding
Fueling
Fires
Quenching
Desires
Highlights
Gleeming
Fulfilling
Craving
Giving life
Meaning
“It sucks when efforts to succeed are still not enough.”
The end made me laugh!
Which is more dangerous?
The predator that manages
Or the rabid which destroys?
“Feeling insignificant.”