“Morals, Values, and Followthrough all take time.”
Category: Altered States
It’s Still Not
“Completed.”
“Arcadian Memories”
Hon,
As I revisit the property this last weekend, I see that the social climate would have become toxic to us.
Strange how perhaps I seemed to fit an “acceptable stereotype” before when I rented the place.”
Trying To Sleep
Soft, brief noises of discomfort occasionally emitting.
It Knows Something We Don’t…
Crystal Ant-ics
“Make Like A Tree And ‘Leave'”
I’ve Been
“Pushing too hard.”
It Feels Like
I keep going past limits.
Hon,
I fake my ease…until I make it.”
Delayed
“Too hurt to finish the yard, today.”
Criticisms
“Get In Line!”
What Was I Doing?
“My head is ‘on fire.'”
Hon,
I have to finish digging up and transplanting the remaining plants and straightening the yard before work today and maybe tomorrow.
I feel so achey, burnt out, and steam-frazzled.
So ready to be done…
But then, there are still boxes to sort – both in the new place and in storage.
ugh.
Blessings
“I had to pull over to stop dragging rope, and a lady bug – wild and free – landed on my right shoulder to say ‘Hello!'”
Onward,
“To the dictates of obligations…”
(Generate – Eric Prydz)
I Am So
Tired
Do I Need To Do More?
“Do I need to stay mentally present with my body while I let it soak in a hot, steamy bubble bath?
Or is it enough – like letting the dogs or children play while I chaperone – that I brought it to a place of refreshment?”
Little Tolls
“Bruises, bumps, nicks, and scrapes; swollen joints and a broken microwave plate; hitched giddy-up and still not done – way past ‘due’ dates.”
(Title play with words)
FollowThrough
“Another dirty day.”
Suspended Animation
“But, not yet…”
(Still managing moving…OMG)
(I Grieve – Peter Gabriel)
Roots Of The Fallen
“When a beloved elder dies…one that has been estranged but suorely missed…does the energy get released and return to strengthen Kami of lineage – and in essence, reuniting?”
Fire Isn’t Always Wrong,
“But sometimes, we get burned.”
RA-AWR!!!
“This move has been a real ‘bear'”
(In The Sea – Tim Jonas)
What I Really Need
Suffering
“At some point, it all just becomes too much, and one has to find a way to make things better.”
Isolate
“I do feel alone…
Like an – “
After The Car Accident
“I had to shove aside the fears associated with suddenly not being able to grip or lift things properly.”
(Pools – Hotel Hours)
At Least I First Made It To 50’s
(Doin’ It Right – Daft Punk ft. Panda Bear)
Briefly Waking
“For the first time in several weeks, when I lie here in bed, I do not feel as physically wrecked as I have been…
Of course, now I have to attempt to dig up plants and try to lift up many, many, many full pots to transport them…”
Cussing
“I think that some glimmers of my normalcy are starting to return to where, at times, I would like to back it down a bit in my private dialogue.”
Peek-A-Boo
“Blazing Confirmation.”
“To The Job, Sir”
Movie Serenity quote.
And Now…
“I have 15 minutes to do too many things without tearing my tissues further.
It’s amazing how we can take for granted ease of movement when we naturally have tissue connectivity integrity.
I miss those days…
Correction: 10 minutes.”
Self Projecting
“I am still hurt and my needed bits are not reconnected, so when pushed by timeliness and necessary labor, it’s my anger that brings strength to me by filling in the gaps and spaces with liquid rage.
And then when I can take a break for a moment, somewhere inside in the background, my subconscious is whimpering and crying hysterically while my ego screams ‘YAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH’ triumphantly for having achieved and beaten back disability.
In the late evenings and early mornings, I am not ok…
But I keep trying to be.”
(Title play with words)
Seething Resentment
“I used to have occasional cranky periods, but they would come and go like temporary storms looking forward to the sunlight, again.
Now, because I have to keep physically and mentally powering through everything while suporessing emotion with little rest and down time for recuperation, I carry a molten fire cloud around me emitting angry, vexed, and determined frustration
D9 NOT make eye contact with me during these times, because my eyes will shoot out laser beams and burn friendliness to cinders as I grit my teeth – more upset by the invasion of my privacy intrusion.
Yeah, I dare you.
(Honestly, I do try to be nice while growling and struggling – but still, don’t tempt me)
Until it’s time to perform healing therapies, where I must access the other, finer qualities of my personality for others’ benefit.
And then it’s right back into the pit fires of Hell for me.”
Almost 4 Years Later
‘I’ve never heard of a car accident’s impact causing such injuries as I have experienced.”
Back To God
In having to sort through, separate, and send onward so much of this and that as quickly as possible, she emboldened herself and left the “gifted” prayer rug at the masjid door to the women’s section.
For though it had been brilliantly colored beautifully, she needed to have its taint cleansed by others’ innocence.
Because it had been a “gift” that essentially tried to leverage itself as a buy-off.
A consolation prize added to a small pile of materialistic goods with an enforced permanent “farewell” in the guise of “visit any time.”
And, she still didn’t understand how people who professed such deep beliefs in God’s “teachings” could ever do such a thing.
(Title play with words)
Something In The Air
“The sky has been displaying imagery and phenomena that I have never seen before.”
Storage
Heaving and cussing, with the best of intentions.
Reclaiming Space
“It was difficult being squeezed out and against the walls by others taking over the space in my own home, and scattered my sense of self and any functionality after prior car accident injuries were made worse by the shower slip’s concussive fall.”
Finding Pieces
“Of prior functionality.”
Aaahhhhhhh
“It’s nice having my low intensity lighting, again.”
