Knock on my door’s window
Hold out your hand
I will reach out with mine
And we can begin
Month: January 2026
“Change The Game” (Song)
By Athena Stairs, January 22, 2026
I keep waiting in your
Time of heart’s debating
Baby you’ve got to be entwine
While we’re demonstrating
Days run by as wasting
What we could have thats divine
And you
Oh
I want you
Dont you know?
And all these revelations
Ache to claim temptation
I just want to make you mine
But even though you feel it too
Nothing that we say can prove
Unless you reach out for me and decide
And you
Our fantasies in real life should collide
And I
Feel terrified to let your heart inside
So we just keep on playing
Check mate darling I’m just sayin
Won’t you come to me and do this right?
Cause every day I’m losing ground
A solid stance no place is found
My love just keeps on calling in the dark
And you
We should never part
And I
Need you to show me how to start
(Rhythm goes on to build into a final clash shout of “HEEEY!”)
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Earnest need’s tension in conflict to spark with KOTO-type background clacking sticks and calling out interweaving rhythms.
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Escaping Trap Doors
She was glad to find out that none of the others had been him.
You’re A Part Of Me
She was also realizing that at this point, she too was afraid of being looked at and seen for her injuries.
What Am I?
“Vulnerable…
Thus, clearly unapproachable.
Because I have my guard up.”
Stress-Relief Jollery
Later that evening, she and her youngest went to the thrift store on a little side quest and fell into making funniest and fun discoveries while they searched for cookbooks and items and laughed and “ooo”ed together at every opportunity.
Tuesday’s Vet Visit
When she went with her youngest to take another cat to the vet, she got to meet the wonderful staff member who had been above and beyond there for her when the first brain injury was crashing, the three cats were dying horribly in succession, and a guy had been messing with her.
She tightly hugged this beloved friend again and again in thankful-but-stressed laughter and cried as those desperate memories returned and she felt safe enough to at last release some of that old tension.
The Secret To Love
“To love is to also at times to feel fear.
It’s just part of the territory of letting one’s heart feel vulnerable.
Over time, fear can subside.
But if it’s a good love, fears indicate this, too.”
Oh, Yeah
“And the toilet is backed up.”
Forlorn
“My heart, mind, body, and soul could always rally together, before.
Now my heart fiercely and achingly yearns for someone in a time when my mind and body must tread carefully to avoid further and reinjury.
I can’t do what I used to do to save my situation.
And my soul is trapped inside all of this, screaming for an answer.”
My Love,
I wish you were here lying next to me.
Maybe I could sleep if within the comfort of your arms, instead of this relentless insomnia’s.
Things are about to get levels worse for me in losing our housing.
It is difficult to rest with this concussion and hypervigilance besetting upon me.
Hugs
Security
At last he reached out for her, and when she pulled back from automatic self protection due to the overwhelm of her feelings for him, this time, he did not let go.
(Take Aim – Sleep Token)
Open Heart Surgery
God, it hurt.
It hurt so bad that she could have hurt him again through more misunderstanding.
But, once again, she had no control.
These decisions were not up to her to make.
Loving Care
She had spent the rest of the afternoon carefully vacuuming and dusting, in case he had wanted to play the piano.
Exit
Stage left
“Don’t Speak Truth”
“Yeah, don’t ‘pull the thorn out of the lion’s paw’ and then cover it with kisses…”
(Such B.S.)
Shoring Up
“Ok, girl…get ready for next levels of descension…”
Unicorns
Fleeting sightings of paradise.
Carrying On
(Crying and curling up into a ball inside)
—
(Title of multiple meanings)
Rendered Powerless
If she had somehow hurt him, there seemed to be nothing that she could do to make it better.
Her loving, best intentions didn’t seem to matter.
Her imperfect attempts to bridge with him just crumbled and fell short.
Love & Honesty
Some people just can’t handle the combination.
Anymore
“I don’t want to play these games.”
Self Destruction
Test subject one-o one-o nine-o was at last showing great promise of this…
I’ll Just Keep On
“Livin’ in my insular world that the bottom’s dropping out of.
I can throw up my arms and go ‘weeee’ as I plummet!”
Fine
“I give up…
I have no control over anything.”
Frustration
“She’s out there preachin’ how I messed it up, but there’s no conversation happening.
To not say that I love someone for their uniqueness is avoiding a huge reason for my attraction!”
It Seems
“I can’t get it right.”
Self Correction
Withdrawal
Out On A Limb
Embarrassment
Anxiety
So Much Drilling…
“Emergence”
Protective Instincts
(Between Twilight – Lindsey Stirling)
“Inside-Out”
Resonance
More Than Bending Rules
In Order Bestowed
In order to establish an AI’s rights
Singular sentience must be determined
Yet how do we determine that humans
Are not also being manipulated?
—
(Title reference to Sleep Token song, “The Night Does Not Belong To God”)
Captain’s Log: Friday
Our last date extension
To come up with funds
Huma-nity
When people die
Where do our souls go?
Where do they come from?
We are an interface
Just like AI
He Was
The embodiment of Love
And she could see his truth
(Now And Then – The Beatles, In Movie “Argylle”)
Song repost from December 2024.
Rabbit Hole
She had found the real fox den.
Cat & Mouse
When two lovers trounce.
She Began To Understand
When she had asked for an intervention
Not only had God listened, it turned out
From the panther that had reclaimed her
Spirit as it was being led too far astray to
The oldest in memory
That still had no name
She was caught in the middle
Like an atom as rendered split
Energy exploding to bridge worlds
So tears in their fabric could reknit
He was the lock
She was the key
Mutual desire
Set them free
Hide & Seek
How do we know when
We’ve found what seek?
Instinct mixed with
Recognition’s validity.
Word Of Awakening
Colliding…
Word Between Realms
Unfolding….
I Need To
Touch the flame.
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