“The wonderful gym assistant found my black velvet bag with clothes and shoes in it for me!”
(Mine – Sleep Token)
Word Of The Day: Synthesis
noun
- The combination of ideas to form a theory or system.”the synthesis of intellect and emotion in his work”
- The production of chemical compounds by reaction from simpler materials.
Oxford Languages
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?”
Anticipation
When odds are stacked
At last in the right favor
Potential cracks barriers
For intention to proceed
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
Knowledge
“Gives me access to the universe.”
(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.”
Kraa Crow Gets Wings
Duckling And Baby Swan
“Spectral Iris”
“Swordplay”
“Sweet Peas”
“Scree!”
“Little Darlings”
(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.”
Dear Alex,
“You take romance to new, amazing levels.”
“Good Intentions”
(Islands – Forester)
Deference
Yielding grace and time
Before proper initiations
Made her growly hungry
Two Toms
Two gentlemen turkeys, one at the flank of the other, strolling slow and careful along the sidewalk strip under dappling leaf shadows fluxing morning sunlight.
Unseen Beauty Of Everyday Love
(The Book Of Love – Peter Gabriel)
Purpose
What is purpose and why should it be sought?
We are taught to avoid it unless for selfish profit
But without our souls’ resonance we are lost
Match Maker
By what criteria is
The combination
Found out to be
Advantageously
Suited in union’s
Combustability?
A Tease
“You are such!”
At Last
She said, “I can’t take it anymore, not knowimg.”
He said, ” I can’t take it anymore, not having.”
Deliriously Happy
“I could go for this.”
“Swallowtail”
“Cottonwood”
The Art Of Love, Short Film
The Craven
Darest not awaken her
Without plenty of food
Lest be unleashed a
Mad ravenous force
Which doth not care
For patient piousness
And will seek to gorge
Denied its main course
(Heartbreaker – Pat Benatar)
The Gauntlet
Rigged but
Achieved
Our Kind Of Love, Omeleto
Vacillation
I do not do well
With ambiguity
Having endured
Master evaders
(Again – Piece Wise)
Insecurity
“It twists around inside because
My instincts lack confirmation
What if I am wrong again
Ever played as the fool?”
Faking To Make It
She seemed calm amd relaxed – even at times, exuberantly happy.
But she always carried inside that damage that was never at peace.
Shutting Down
It was a way to slow the experience of ‘bleeding out’ due to extreme loss.
The Best I Could Do
“Was remove myself from the situation.”
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