A Plea for Awareness

There is anger in dis-ease, an impotent railing against the injustice of biological systems bent on breaking souls; this relentless drag, this mournful existence, it is not pity that we seek, nor charity that appeases but answers, pragmatic protocols, procedures to dissuade the onslaught of symptoms, unburden our suffering – none of us weak, yet […]

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Is There An Exit Strategy?

Following political tides – mesmerized by neglect of actual issues – playing to an audience of moaners (standard consumerist plights) – glossing over exploitation of women, verbal slaughter of race, religion and social values. Wondering about media – who commandeer bias, swallowing atrocities and spewing contrived truths, absent sound voice, or will, jeopardizing the security […]

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Turn Off That Screen!

It’s a crapshoot – self-aggrandized, charity-loving, ostentatious celebrities polluting developing minds masking panic; collective agreements re-violating, prodding drive elaborate schemes to improve our living status personas discomforting to future generations; what entertainment – bait and switch tactics proclaiming worthy causes grand venues depicting happy disguising uncertainty loss of societal innocence overshadowed. (Image: media-values.blogspot.com)  

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It’s Not That I Don’t See…

Somewhere, searchers are combing through rubble to find signs of life, or remains, while I fret over the size of my belly, bloated by excess, filled by gluttony. Somewhere, a mother pleas for the return of her child, a daughter stolen, held by soldiers, while another cries because her toddler’s coiffed appearance fails to win. […]

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Let Me Out Of Here!

Weighed down by complications – you see, the amount of baggage I carry surpasses my storage capacity; and despite attempts to simplify, paranoia tends to my bathroom routines, and no amount of persuasion can appease her suspicions; and the majority of my contents have been accumulated by my father’s business, and not really mine to […]

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Casting Call

Anticipation that life will one day recommence – as if a curtain will open and there I’ll be, sitting in the audience, hungrily waiting for the play – has drawn me from my solitude, encouraged. Have a friendly enough disposition, once graced the boards myself – a lifetime ago now – confident in my ability […]

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Intolerance

 No longer tolerating highly processed, artificially sweetened offerings; am sickened by the whiteness of bleached presentations; bloat at the suggest of southern fried coatings, am pained by inorganic solutions, or beefed up regimens; cannot digest milking; find the endless pursuit of bread gut- wrenching; have no palate for genetically modified ideas; find fatty concepts unappetizing; […]

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Re-de-fine-d

Ask me how I’m doing and I’ll say “fine”, not because I’m actually “fine” but because “fine” is the only socially acceptable response. If I said that I have been lying here for three hours now trying to will my body to movement that would elicit unsolicited advice and tarnish my “fine” I’d berate myself […]

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Woulda, Shoulda, Coulda

I’d go back to school, continue post graduate work, rally the troops to get me there, scrounge the fees, find someone to carry the books (I no longer have the strength) – undoubtedly miss a few sessions, get behind, feel frustration building, consult with the energetic youthful instructor, become brain locked when I cannot interpret […]

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Rehabilitation Scheme

Disability wants me back to work (rehabilitation they have promised) and since I’ve given up my car – driving is difficult when cognitively impaired – I’ve decided to take a bus. It’s a school bus, which is fitting, although much harder to drive than I had originally anticipated, and since I’ve been assigned to a […]

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