Category: Where Demons Tread
Anxiety
“I must push it back off from me – and perceive it more positively as my senses telling ne that there are more next things to be done.”
Dear Friend,
“Do you think it is best to begin with marriage – or have you found better alternative?”
Dear Friend,
I’m not the type to
Let go once agree
Are you the same
With predilection?
(Freedom – Seb Wery)
Dear Friend,
“I wonder if part of the problem has been masking on both ends?
But, I do think that pausing to observe our potential reactions before action is still good practice.
It’s just the lock-down hiding that keeps us second-guessing.
Do you think we could get strong and brave enough?
I don’t want to wait until we’re ‘perfect.’
How can we rebuild trust in ourselves and develop trust together from the very beginning – even as just newly re-learning?
What core component can we hang our coats upon that will allow us to begin – and keep progressing through any weather as we grow in strength and get better?”
Dear Friend,
Do we know enough to
“Get it right” this time?
I don’t think that there are
Really any “wrong” moves
Although we can agree that
Extremes must be managed
Simply because resulting confusion
Could send interpretations careening
I think for a relationship to work well
It mostly takes collaborative attending
And hopefully agreeing on essential things
While working out kinks in disagreements
(Dreams – Gabriel Albuquerque)
“So Let’s Get Swallowed Whole”
“I want to go where nobody else will ever go.”
(From Sleep Token’s “Vore”)
Imaging
“Re-scans for neck and spine since that backwards fall over and into the open suitcase – and now the other hip – are now ready to be performed.
At this point, though, do I really want to know?
This experience since the accident has carried too deep themes of humiliation and intimidation.
Having to advocate for myself while injured, yet doing all that I can to mask as ‘normal,’ creates an internal dichotomy.
Am I injured, or am I well?
Every moment is a type of phasing between realms, stuck in between and pulled waywardly-twisting over crucial pivot points – painfully, if not vigilantly careful.”
Crushing
“Where exactly is one’s soul?
An ache behind my sternum deeper into chest cavity for the music classes ending – wondering in a type of loss-filled panic how much time remains to gather the info before the portals close.”
(I’m Not Late. I’ll Bloom When I’m Ready – Sailence)
This reminded me of my simple piano song, “Time,” and I began to cry.
(I could only listen to it part of the way…gotta be able to function!)
Dear Friend,
“When you begin exibiting your art is the same time when I began posting my writings. Growth rings.”
The Gauntlet
Rigged but
Achieved
(Again – Piece Wise)
Insecurity
“It twists around inside because
My instincts lack confirmation
What if I am wrong again
Ever played as the fool?”
(Born For The Fire – Reaper)
Disruption
“When I think of how much my life keeps shifting, I get vexed because I wish I could do more with the energy lost in just trying to keep adapting.”
Lag Time
“It has been highly vexing how stuck I have felt – prevented from moving forward on projects.
Yet suddenly, projects are at last completing, and I am beginning to feel a bit set free from the mire!”
(Schism – TOOL)
Repost – when it’s good, it’s good.
I’M FIIIINNEE!!!
“So far, torn disc and torn joints with neurological cascade causing muscles to turn on and off and a foot intermittently collapsing.
I think they call this ‘Progress'”
A New Numb
“There is a new spot of numbness…mri’s again, soon.”
(Parody on “a new norm”)
(Room Is On Fire – Whethan x Snakehips ft. AG Club)
Taxes
“I do not like revisiting the details of how the accident altered my life’s course of events, but it is good to order them and put them categorically to rest.”
(I Want You [She’s So Heavy] – The Beatles)
Ramping Up
“It sucks when efforts to succeed are still not enough.”
Demons Within
Which is more dangerous?
The predator that manages
Or the rabid which destroys?
Speck Syndrome
“Feeling insignificant.”
Trapped In-Time
“I wonder if there will come space for me to develop my musicianship.
I keep having to tighten down – and thus I get locked out of the inner room where I can connect with it.”
Some Days
“Are better than others.”
Dear Friend,
“I’m rallying.”
Shame
“It makes no sense that I should feel ‘less than’ because I am struggling to regain traction after injuries.”
I’ve Got This
“Yep. Uh huh. Sure thing. Right.”
Partnership
“Sharing the load of an eviction notice, rather than fighting off panic on one’s own.”
Giving
“It sucks when the reward is pain.”
(Where Are You Now – Lynnic, ItsArias, Joe Farwick)
Raw Power
“Ever do the wicked attempt to abuse it.”
Stick In The Mud
Sometimes I feel
That I must be one
Digging down to
Hold against flood
Dear Friend,
The danger for me is that
I might love you too much
I stayed distant to keep perspective
I couldn’t handle it if you didn’t care
What you live and give from your heart
Such emotional inteligence off charts!
My energy surges to be with you
Self regulation alone is no option
So I keep closing the door firmly again
Praying for the day you’ll come calling
Cortisol
“Thickens you up so you can hit back as hard as you take.”
The Rat Wheel
“I mean, seriously – I’ve already gone through these cycles multiple times!
Yet, now I have to fight against injuries.
W.T.F.”
(That’s The Way Of The World – Earth, Wind, And Fire)
Poverty
“I think the struggles are wearing on me.”
(What I Like About You – The Romantics)
Why Would He?
“Daily life is a fecking struggle – and I can get growly-spitty because of the efforts needed to push all of this crap off of me!”
What’s The Problem?
“Why am I so bitey, today?”
Time To Go
“Pretend I’m not in torment.”
(Fecking eyes on fire)
“Artist Development Night Is Happening…”
Black mirth.
Repetition
“As each day must be met, so too must challenges be reacknowledged.”
I Could Cry
“Just the vet expenses alone for the three end-of-life cats and sick wolf just entering issues amounts to several, several months of rent that I could have had to help continue sustaining us.
But loss of money is not the real loss.”
