Category: Altered States

Altered States

Winter Visitor

Candid Corvid Productions

“There’s a critter in my bedroom, again.

It’s getting more bold in its movements along the edges since lack of other animals in my room.

I wouldn’t really care except that this is my room, and it might be preganant – as well as it is no longer hiding, which means it might try to take over and spread its mess and cause prospective damage in its boldness.

I can hear it now by my drums, whereas it used to be only in the opposite corner to nestle.”

Altered States, The Crone

The Crone’s Greeting

Candid Corvid Productions

“Waking up after barely sleeping, and apparently having an allergic reaction to a different abode’s cat litter in a borrowed bedroom due to my home having no heat last night, I found that body had swollen and my eyes were puffed and wrinkly as if I were eighty years old.

Quite a not the confidence booster on what many would think should be a special morning.

In this case, it’s a good thing that ‘beauty’ is only ‘skin deep.’

Sheesh.”

Altered States, The Accident - As Of 10/10/25 Early AM Named "Clyde" (Short For Collide) Because It's Funny And I Deserve Mirth At Its Expense, The Shower Accident 11/14/25

It Still Gets Me

Candid Corvid Productions

“During the concussion accident, the prior car accident’s resultant bulging disc zone took whip-crack force impact twice immediately successively – and did not budge fomm either direction, despite weight and momentum.

No wonder there is stenosis.

My neck is trying to fuse as overcompensation for this injury and continued cervical and spinal instabilities.”

(Title of multiple meanings)

Altered States, The Accident - As Of 10/10/25 Early AM Named "Clyde" (Short For Collide) Because It's Funny And I Deserve Mirth At Its Expense, The Shower Accident 11/14/25

Is Barely Enough?

Candid Corvid Productions

About to attend another retraining, she knew that due to her concussion, she would barely be able to preview the material, if at all, before workshops commenced.

The best that she could do at this time would be to show up and absorb the practice experience – leaving further indepth study for when she’d begin to integrate techniques into her practice.

Altered States, The Shower Accident 11/14/25

Saturday’s Task

Candid Corvid Productions

“A friend helped me take apart the cattery and get the varied shaped panels around the pampass grass roots.

The funny thing is, for too long I kept trying to shape the fencing in two arcs around the two separate clusters of clumps – but kept needing more extensions, which were limited.

She then determined that if we placed them linearly in front of the clumps and only arced on one end, then attached both ends to other prior existing fencing, we would have enough panels to do the job.

But my brain had been overcomplicating instead of simplifying due to the concussion.

And today’s event reinforced the understanding that for once I was automatulically creatuve, rather than linaer inclined.”

Altered States

Brain Ticking

Candid Corvid Productions

Though the shocking barks of the other dogs protesting at having been left behind (despite their already having just been walked) kept suddenly scare-jarring through her attempting-to-slumber body, she determined that if she disassembled the cattery fencing in the back yard that could no longer be used as a cattery due to those same dogs obsessing over any cat visitors, she could at least use it to cordon off the last bits of root nubs of what used to be huge pampas grass shelters (which had become a fire hazard before the dogs tore them down – but now needed remnant preservation saving).

Altered States

Gone With The Wind

Candid Corvid Productions

One teenage year day, the girl came home to losses’ tragedy.

The escape specialist had let all three of the dogs out of the back yard, and the girl’s mother had found their beautiful blue older dane (who had also been mother to the girl) curled up gracefully in her old age, dead, somewhere along the roadside, and the girl’s playful dobie had likely gotten scooped up by someone – never to be seen or heard from again.

The escapee returned as usual, but was rehomed as banishment from the premises for his actions having such consequences, though he had always had a kind and cheerful heart.

Altered States, Comedy

No Room In A House Full Of Rooms

Candid Corvid Productions

Fencing and chairs are placed upon the couch coverlets to keep the dogs off, which also keeps the humans off.

Well, at least I am kept off.

Piles continually accruing accumulate unrelated to any of my functioning – as do skitters of loose cat litter, floating balls of wolf fluff, muddy paw prints and human foot traffic residues from lack of entryway rugs – because if they were left on the floor, a dog or two would pee upon them.

So, instead, everything else gets spread across onto the floor – and the dogs pee and have to be cleaned up after, anyway.

Did I mention that my kitchen chairs and beautiful vintage coffee table have had their real, solid wood and filagreed beauty desecrated by unrepentent multi-gnawing?

And dust accumulates on any surface as soon as it is cleaned due to high activity passage.

And when I picked up the glass salt container today while trying to cook, some type of mysterious goo dripped from its base onto my hand from the kitchen counter.

I stopped trying to cook, covered the meat with tin foil, stuck it back into the fridge, and walked away carrying some strange supplement mixture to consume, instead of real food.

Let me tell you about the layers of pet gates to travel through – and blockades of a fan and chair to move – to get back and forth between kitchen and bedrooms.

All of this requires precision flow of movements and wrecks near every step if one has torn joints or instable limb issues.

Also, my lovely kitchen curtains got a hole chewed through them, and one day I came home to find that the youngest dog had crawled through the hole (why?!) and was standing there in one position confused until I helped him out as I tsked at him in bemused exacerbation.

(Hilarious, I know…)

Then I just completely cut the curtain – eliminating the danger and any ‘last remnants’ of my former attachment to them.

And I am still not sure where we put the missing piano chair.”

Altered States, The Accident - As Of 10/10/25 Early AM Named "Clyde" (Short For Collide) Because It's Funny And I Deserve Mirth At Its Expense, The Shower Accident 11/14/25

Giving Up

Candid Corvid Productions

“As the captain of yet another ark filled with so many inhabitants which are now under my protection’s jurisdiction as I, myself, am required to now travel abroad to work for reparations despite my own injuries – and with very little help from anybody – I now declare this floating overflowed zone as lacking for recepetion of any company!”