Category: Altered States

Real life
Real issues

“I made a mistake in calculations, and now overdrafts for minor amounts are hitting.

‘This one’s on me.'”

I toil against the odds
But where’s the love
I want in my arms?

The assumption that if something ‘feels the same,’ it will not shift to greater gains.

“It’s different?”

“It’s hard to live on faith alone.”

“It is strange that every day often repeats same or similar tasks of previous days – and that there is only so far that we can streamline.

This observation is likely the type that leads members of society into strapping into a chair with barely any movement to live virtualy.”

“The day’s tormenting migraine torsion has at long last relented.”

“Not quite ‘out.'”

“Today was productive, but surpassing limitations.”

“Tomorrow is such a day.”

“Madly desiring – yet kept separate.”

“That’s that – back to my garden.”

“I make good decisions.”

“I think I may be mad at myself.

But then again, there’s smoke in the air.”

“It’s another! Criminy!”

(Another support got interfered with)

“‘Keepin’ it real.'”

“Has got me feeling short-sighted.”

“I have no idea how to get out from under the weight of self categoruzing when I am struggling to overcome so much and look haggard.

I’m not 40, back when I just reached a new prime – yet everything got dumped onto its head.

Since then, I’ve been in some version of a constant battle in a war that never seems to end.”

“Who I was before is disappearing in the mirror – which has been causing me great distress as I keep taking hits.

But maybe at this point, I should just welcome it.

Whomever I am becoming will be stronger in new dimensions.”

“Being an air sign pushed into constant flight makes it hard to know when and where to seek solid ground.”

“Caught between gardening or medical appt.”

“What got into my eye?”

“It seems that I have an eye infection.”

Suspended by pillows
Seeking sleep’s release

“My nice black shoes with skirt outfit and plush, leather-handled black bag were taken from the gym locker.”

“What I’m ‘supposed to’ do.”

“An irritaing commercial comes on with the whiney voice saying, “why does the blahblahblah still yadayadayada?” in an attempt to garner my undeserved attention.

What I want to know is why has intentional lisping of good, solid language and idiotic ignorant verbosities’ waste of precious quality time become deemed as appropriate for advertising?”

“How can it take hours to do dishes, upgrade a pre-prepared meal, and make boxed mix cookies?

Granted, I added more ingredients – but it did not look like there were that many dirty dishes!”

“Adrenal craaaaash”

“Come on, already!”

“Feck!”

“When love is unrequieted, one must remake oneself to recover from demise.”

“I’m still working on reconnecting with my body, but it seems that I am pulling in mass in exchange from wherever those parts of me bamfed off into.”

She has the audacity
To keep enduring

But trialed struggles
Keep burdening

By similar cycles
A life churning

Desperate to stop
Whirlwinds spinning

Her like a top
Until she drops

Disheartened
Full stop

“Because the rest of the alphabet imploded.”

“I remember asking to be helped, to be set free – and got disrupted, spaces propelled from my body into another parallel unuverse.

I keep trying to call them back to me, but they are stuck – and trying to keep going forward brings pain and gasping without their being retrieved.

Tensing, I can’t help but keep cycling between attempting to rest and renewed struggling.

Am I supposed to just lean back and let arms wrap around me from where my pieces have gone to?

If I cannot call them back, maybe they will claim me – and pull me into where they’ve been propelled to.

Maybe there could be a better life for me.

I keep feeling something, somewhere calling…”

Although people might gravitate
To cheer and speaking candidly

Our deep ingrained protections can
Lock down hard on the hind brain

One minute making progress then
The next turned tail and fleeing

We’ve only learned so much ’til now
And trust is still quite fleeting

“It often seems I do not fit with mainstream common vibing.

On individual paths is where the best are sure to find me.”