Altered States, The Shower Accident 11/14/25

Self Recipe For Post Concussion Healing

Craniosacral opening of spine, neck, and head light programming – Day1-2 post concussion

Enforced personal therapy trigger points all over head, neck, shoulders, back, and spine  over several hours trying to unlock compression, free brain from suffocation, and reduce high-intensity inflammation pain – Day 1 evening

Osteopathic Manipulation doctor gentle realignment cuing – Day 4 post concussion

Meanwhile, daily gentle excercises at gym to reconnect joints, muscles, and spine stability

Light Neurofeedback to help brain firing restabilize and reclaim prior gains – Day 7

Frontal hematoma and swelling first major release, causing brain cavity internal adjustments with injury severe exposure pain in sudden, periodic major shifting that I do not think anyone should have to be consciously experiencung while it is happening! – Day 9

(***DO NOT TRY THIS ON YIUR OWN AT HOME – OMG LOL!***)

Society

Cracked Hull

As a crew member, she tried to help stop the huge military ship’s keeling, but there were flaws in its design that she could not counter, and the whole of it succumbed to the water’s drag sucking it down into the depths with several crew members still inside of it.

She’d been lucky enough to be near the surface and able to push off from the submerging bow as the ship sank slowly down backward, and as she swam to shore and pulled herself up out of the water, she saw that throngs of people had gathered as if to a Sunday picnic along the banks as they watched the ship disappearing.

She couldn’t calm the panicked distress of being unable to help save the other crew members still trapped within the ship’s confines, and as she prayed for their somehow escaping, her internal horror starkley contrasted against the ignorantly gay commentary from the onlookers around her.

(In a dream)

Hyde's Bride, Society

Broken Lines

They hadn’t cared that their matriarch’s elegant clothes and personal belongings were going to be left behind for the angry daughter-in-law to defile and desecrate in her latent rage.

They didn’t care that the fridge’s unfinished holiday helpings if left to rot would cause damage over time in the now abandoned house and give the daughter-in-law reason to sue and place blame.

And they certainly didn’t care about the matriarch’s beloved seasonal china laid out twice yearly in sacred tradition to welcome her family.

No…

Her granddaughter-in-law saw the truth in all of it and made sure that the family helped her secure that no trace nor censure of their matriarch could be used to tarnish her memory.

They barely helped, and most reluctantly.

Oh, yes…

And then, once they realized that the china had value and they could sell it back to the angry daughter-in-law for cash value – they demanded that the granddaughter-in-law’s family turn it over to them, accusing her of interfering and “attempted stealing.”

A Woman's Plight, Male Bonding, Society

Strength In Unity

Sharing fears and insecurities
Revealing failures’ weakness

So that it may become clear
What keeps tripping our feet

Why we keep holdimg back from
Reaching for our greater abilities

Acknowledging triumphs’ strengths
Despite inner conflicts’ resistances

Allows us to be each others’ witness
Shining light on truths by recognizing

Better who we are and desire to become
So that we may achieve heights together

Supporting when needed
Loving as we are healing

A Woman's Plight

Denied Temptation

A younger man arrived, entwining his fingers with hers, wrapping his arm around her waist in that familiar way of lovers – and behaving as if he would give her the moon and stars if she’d consent to being his.

And while this unfamiliarity but desired regard felt lovely, she paid attention to the fact that an older street woman witch kissed him, yet said she would grant the couple freedom this one night.

But the dreamer didn’t want to give or take anything for temporary.

So she spoke up and told the man about the performance troup behind the bar that just then finished playing, and how she used to play drums like they did.

And then she stepped aside to take some night photos of the moon in interesting position to a neatly designed building.

With every gesture of her true self emergung, the spell he and the witch tried to lure her by became weaker and weaker.

And though she felt cold and empty as she further disengaged, she knew that she desired the real thing from another.

Better to love someone true from afar than sell herself short to someone under cover.