“Seems to be a step backward…”
Category: Altered States
I Would Like To Thrive
“Rather than just ‘survive…'”
Assertion’s
“Objection.”
Be-Draggled!
“I’m Draggled…”
Oh My God
“GET ME OUT OF HEEEERRREEE!!!”
BrimStone
She had to simplify what she focused on…
Her concentration was breaking down…
She had to make it to the other side…
Inhaled toxins warred with her resolve.
“Shades Of Gray”
Look At Them Go
Maybe Don’t
In Case You Wondered
Cave Of Crystals
Conceptual Honesty
However,
“I am no waifly maiden…”
(Hoisting the heavy chain mail back onto her shoulders)
Lady And Knight
I Asked Them For Help, Again, But…
Ho-Kayyy!
Tarantula Guard Dogs
I Don’t Know Why
“I have often thought long socks up a guy’s lower legs covering the entire calf to be an oddity.”
The Need For Fresh Air
“The smell is everywhere on this ‘non-smoking’ property.”
Stuck In Place
“I know I should leave.
But I can’t…
Not without help.”
What Use
“Is a secondary bandaid that becomes bound to itself – rather than one’s cut finger?
At least, it was a buffering line of defense, holding pressure against pain until the morning.”
A Handmade Costume
“Funny how over time, fabric shrinks…
I know I was never that thin in my adult timeline.”
I Remember
“Looking at dance costumes, wondering what the heck was I thinking -?!!!
I’m a drummer, a musician, a baseline-holding groove machine.
But it was a ton of fun to get up and let my self try it!”
Rage At The Machine
“Oh, yes….
I have quivering, pleading emotions.
But I will not let you see the way I’m needing.”
Tsunami
That trough drop of warning
Where inhaling gathers up air
To let loose internal storming
No other heart can compare
Neap Tide
“When amidst it, one does not know if the tide is coming, or going.”
You
“You’re over there – and then, there.
Behind things…
Repositioning.”
Deep Listening
“There’s so much time and space, but I can’t hear what I am seeking.”
Compression
“I go quiet when things become too hard to bear…
I get tired of getting pushed into losing composure.”
I Suspect
“That there is no ‘right timing.’
But there are plenty of ‘reasons’ to not ‘step up.’
And plenty of obstacles that reinforce our feeling ‘stuck in a rut.””
“Wavelengths”
The Wind Blows Around Hard Tonight
“And for some reason, the fumes aren’t as bad…”
I Need This
Word To The Compromised
“Fumes in?
Fumes out.”
Oh
“I’ve got the itchies and the twitchies from some kind of allergin.”
Powering Up
“Finish the project…
And become ‘functional.'”
We Keep Trying
“Until we can’t.
But even then…
Keep trying.”
Soul Survivor
“I’m tired…
I can’t do this anymore.
Another battle…
Another mountain to climb alone.
More blocks to eating, resting, dreaming, believing…
I can’t exercise or function well here.
Yet I am supposed to dig myself out of another caved in tunnel…
While suffocating and full of fear.”
Queenager Era
For Me,
“It’s always been about who I can trust…”
Man Up!
“Woman Woman Woman…”
It’s Called A “Snowall Effect”
“And how the heck do you get out of it?
That’s what I’d like to know.”
Dependency
“When you need a place for your stuff – for you to eat, sleep, and dream – there is vulnerability in your position…
I am considering giving up most everything, immediately.”
EE-GAAAADDDSSS
“The neighbor’s stench from their apartment oozes into miiiiinnee – mingling with the choking fumes of gaslighting cigarette ashes…”
(Please, Lord, get me safely and positively out of here, asap…)
For All That I Do,
“How is it that my confidence is so diminished?
Is this from a refusal to allow my ego to grow big?
Or is it from so many life challenges compounding?”
Calisthenics
“I hopefully began watching a 15-minute home workout program – but then internally balked as the first moves were deep squats coming up with a high forward leg raise lifting.
Laughing weakly to myself, I joked out loud softly “Well that’s not hap-pen-ninggg…”
I Play Along
“With the life signs, anyway…”
(Sleep Token lyrics)
GasLighting
“When others deny your objective experience and try to turn it subjective.”
Upset & Distressed
“Cleaning plastic bins with hot water in my bathroom brought in so much now damp-clogging harsh fumes through the walls that I am near to gagging.”
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