Category: Altered States

“When caught repeatedly within embroiled inequities of one form to another, the real battle becomes the struggle to overcome imposed belief that one will never rise above.”

“MINE – I WILL OWN THEM!!!”

(Sound the battle cry)

“Stuck in my car at 12:30am from the shock…”

“It’s a testament as to how deep the ditch is that I’ve been shoved into, that when I begin to finally emerge, I am met by renewed resistance.”

“The neighbors diagonal-across the way must’ve moved, because their lovely yard, with the lovely tree always draped endearingly wuth bright, tiny evening lights, were all ripped out and replaced with a flat and nondescript, monocultured lawn.”

“It’s f-ing hard to be pragmatic.”

“Nothin’ like being constantly badgered into feelimg like one has no control over their life’s circumstances!”

“Enough said – MF’s”

“My already empty bank account gets hit by some mystery $700 Federal charge, massively overdrafting.”

“In some ways, my mind processes things so rapidly while extrapolating complicated variances interdimensionally – I’m not sure a partner could meet, or even keep up with me!”

“When and where is the time for love’s smoldering?”

Moments passing by
Crammed overlapping

None of them retainable
As if love is negotiable

“Squeezing dimes from dwindled resources to get a little farther down the road.”

“I must hold myself in a type of balance.”

“It didn’t seem gentle at the time, for how quickly their illnesses tipped into finality.

But we had a little bit of grace with each in which to attempt to counter, and to prepare ourselves for the inevitable goodbye.

Sitting in front of the fire with the three no longer present (except maybe in spirit) makes me just want to cry.”

“Is it ok and safe to rest and recover?”

“Do the cats forgive me for needing to be set free? I would have chosen a different way for us…”

(Re loss and overwhelm)

“But the power you give it.”

(From the movie, Penelope.)

“I no longer have to wear pants in the house for fear of goo being flicked onto my legs from a valiantly striving, sick kitty…Howl…”

“I’m not sure what it’s going to take to obtain a system reset. I seem caught in a vigilance loop.”

“The cats died, and my kid moved out.”

“Being on death watch for three cats since last Summer has not been a fun ride at all!”

“Who’s nervous?”

(Looking around all innocent-like)

Catchphrasing for prospective backup if things go wrong.

“I’m about to be sucked up into coursework and next stage levels of business rebuilding.

She tried to stop thinking about him, but when she closed her eyes to rest, her spirit was instantly pulled into other realms where she experienced mild to intensely interactive scenarios.

“I went to open a can of dog food with the metal pull tab – and the tab came off without opening the can!”

“We are being forced into depending upon technologies that we cannot individually fix and/or reproduce when ithey fail, rather than being taught how to and continuing to have access to more easily managed designs.”

“I don’t mind having to unlock a car door manually.

But, if the fib’s design has trained me that the door will auto unlock when the key is sensed – and then it stops responding – this peeves me because then I have to fumble!”

“There’s no competition.”

“If I’m locked down into myself while moving about, at least I can move through creativity.”

“Today is Monday.

I have a client.

I need to do income-generating paperwork.

I need to reapply for music technology education.

And Youngling and I’ve planned an outing.

But I’m dragging, and the injuries aren’t helping.”

“They’d lived with us in different homes; enclosed in a tent; they’d been in a barn; they’d been in an indoor cattery, a garden cattery, and indoors with a front porch outlet protected by chain link fence panels to keep us all from being eaten by a passing mountain lion.

For several months, they were even living in and out of their carrier boxes in shifts while the four cats, two dogs, a fish, a gecko, two plants, and two overworked, stressed out humans rented a double-queen hotel room.

They’d adapted, molded, bent, and even folded into carriers, under blankets, up bookshelves and shoulders, onto our laps, and lying next to our bodies and/or partialy onto our faces.

They drove me crazy because like four more children, they were often going in opposite directions getting into things, and as a single mom, I was always near-breaking overstimed from managing everything.

It’s just heartwrenching that after all of the struggles and finally getting us to a place that has felt like home again, three so far have had to suddenly leave us.

At least they had the best lives we could give them and Youngling got to keep growing up with them.

And for as task-keeping tough as I was with everybody, they all knew they could count on me, and that underneath my frazzled worry, they were deeply loved and wanted.”

“They are more than animals: they become kindred spirits, extended family.

Each with their own being’s personality and way of  playful interacting, loving, caring, supporting, sharing, and living life as a modeling philosophy.

Our three cats that suddenly went “sick,” roughly one after the other, had been with us through good and tough tines for around fourteen years

One…two…three – out the door – and now, our wolf  steps up by going blind and a mass just found under her liver.

This is just too much rapid loss of sweet, cantankerous beloveds who’ve been dear.”