He put her through the same trials that others had done before.
But she refused to do the same to him.
(Title of multiple meanings)
He put her through the same trials that others had done before.
But she refused to do the same to him.
(Title of multiple meanings)
What blessings bestowed to be granted a visit with the child one more time!
(But I’d probably tear myself apart! Sigh…wi-shes…)
“Had she seen how much she and I were alike?
Kindred spirits in how we valued and prized family.
Did she also foresee that I would walk the lonely road for much of my life?”
We do not need to cut off pieces of our selves to be with each other.
“I remember the place held such mysteries, and how nature seemed brimming and inviting.
But then, one day many years later, everything seemed flat – and expelled me.”
She couldn’t let him see it.
No.
She couldn’t just give her self away.
But inside, she begged.
Yes.
Inside, she begged.
“But this is intolerable ‘cruelty.'”
“The air filter draws in more fumes, and the boxes absorbed so much..
Inside cabinets in kitchen and bathroom…
Inside closet and flowing thrrough any wall opening and door/windows opening.
So much for this being a non-smoking community.
The clogging stench of ash tray reek is suffocating.
I feel quite illl near to vomiting, now frequently.
I need to leave – escape to better lodgings.
Yet, still, I keep unpacking and sorting.
Don’t people throw away everything once it’s exposed like this?
I can’t, but keep on dealing with this..”
(Title of multiple meanings)
“Flipped my hand so grasped Q-Tip (TM) went flying.”
“Everything’s Heaven…
Or Hell…
Or something in between…
But what about outside of the boundaries?”
Listen to Back Up Baby – Beat-Bop Version 6.12.26 by Candid Corvid Productions on #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/WPLmlwV6aeSpCl9uBh
By Athena Stairs – June 12, 2026
I’ll be your back up singer
Come at beck and your call
I’ll take your mind on siesta
While I’m givin’ my all
I’ll be your bar room maiden
Pick you up when you fall
But I won’t stand by waitin’
Without gettin’ a call
And if you’re cruisin’ for a bruisin’
I’m the one they can’t beat
And if it’s romance that you’re needin’
Sweep you off of your feet
But if it’s time you’re a’ wastin’
Shakin’ white as a sheet
There’ll be no love that we’re makin’
Without heat for your feet
And when the stars are a-risin’
After daylight has set
Your keepin’ eyes on horizon
Lookin’ for that sure bet
I’m worth the risk you’ll be takin’
Bet you can’t wait n’ see
“Cause babe they’ll be no forsakin’
When you’re here next to me
So get your back up baby
Yeah get up off of that seat
I’ll be your back up baby
A life with me’s really neat
So lift your chin up honey
‘Cause I’ve got a nice treat
It’s what you’ve dreamed of darlin’
Ain’t nobody like me
I’ll get your back up baby
So get your back up baby
Yeah step on back up honey
I’ve got your clover luck love
Set aside just for you
Ain’t no one else above
Just saved for you
From Heaven above
(Contact me for permissions)
“What motivates a man to move further in the direction of love? I heard a rumor there’s a back door to Heaven.”
“It wasn’t about you,” he said.
“Don’t you think it should be?” she replied.
“‘My first rodeo.'”
“They were tying up my injured wings, anyway.”
“To get it, they limit your income, keeping your nose pressed down into poverty – and take it away the moment you make anything beyond that penance limit.”
Truth hides in lies
Where compromise
Resides due to alibis
“We’re gonna make it up as we go!”
(Moving out of storage)
Listen to Get It On 6.10.26 by Candid Corvid Productions on #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/t49uHNfVvTkq3y04RM
(Apologies for background musical artist being unknown)
Listen to Closer Than Comfort 6.10.26 by Candid Corvid Productions on #SoundCloud
https://on.soundcloud.com/k4rCgT57qDbLoSKA5y
“Struggle and toil…
Struggle and toil…”
“It is difficult to be anyone’s priority when one has always been seen as their provider.”
“If those bouncing springs above me are a couch or a bed’s mattress being bounced upon, but either way…”
“It SUCKS!”
“It is VERY ‘disconcerting’ to come home from the laundromat with somebody else’s bonus sock – and my few towels and clothes now with bleach and other stains on them!”
“At least I don’t have two!”
“My wolf, who got hit by seizures caused by a new flea medication, and then crippled-weak limbs from time-release anti-seizure medication – all while I had to manage our moving – this evening has officially shown rebounding by my efforts to help her.
I had taken her off of all medications to let her system clear out, and just monitored her for recurrent bladder infections.
And even though she is now muchly blind from thick cataracts, she is learning how to get stronger going up and down stairs, and our brief potty break walks several times a day have been acting as her physical therapy routines.
Tonight, she actually bounded about and was happily panting while gracefully trotting on our walk!
And she and the hound got into some brief zoomies around me together – and I laughed as I went after them to playfully grab tails, and we all got big smiles on our faces!”
I feel stuck…
Like I cannot grow nor adapt, anymore.
And my inner critic has become disillusioned, I feel without hope, and my demeanor is bitey in private.