or Spirited Human?
Are there certain classic films you watch during the holiday season, no matter how many times, just because, well it wouldn't seem like the holiday without it? My mom and I watched the Charlie Brown Thanksgiving to kick off the holiday season, she's been watching it more years than me, hahaahaa. I asked her if she really needed to see it again, and in a huff, she quickly said "YES!", ok, hand me the wine........ and cheese.........(an old private joke with a dear past friend) walkin down memory lane, holidays, end of year....... Thing is, this "Wonderful life" was a theme for my life, only, it was just a theme and not real, though I didn't really get it then,hell, maybe I still don't, maybe I will never........ My stepdaughters even requested this song and dedicated the dance to us at a wedding for me and my wasband, yep, really awkward! Well, haven't heard from anyone for several years now, though this always come to mind at this time of year....... Seems, do we need a reason or a season to be Spirited Humans? I mean, there was a time that people came together and helped eachother without strings.......Miracles happen every day, do we pay attention anymore? The Miracles show up after realizations, not because of them? Do we need tragedy and denials of basic needs being met to BE FULLY HUMAN? Can we be Spirited Humans each day for no good reason , need, or greed? Oh, the bell, another Angel just got her wings.......... Is it time for the caroling, off to sing and enjoy red frost bitten ear stings........... and other holiday classic things....... How about you? What makes "Your" "Holiday's", "Holiday's"?
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I attempt to move forward
instead, I meet a pressure locking me in place stagnant feet I sense a hand outstretched pressed against my forehead, yet I see nothing I look into darkness confused I try frantically to push against restraint unkown Show yourself, you invisible coward smashing my kingdom! Show yourself! Instead of hide and peek unveil thy cloak certainly you are not afraid of the meek? Anger seething through my every cell rage coursing my veins I scream: RELEASE THE REINS!!! Spit mixing with the blood dripping from my lips my chest heaving with blasts of air letting out a grumbling mumble in deep guteral despair Do You Care? Are You There? Hot tears dance down my cheeks Dual Silence My skin prickles with unseen presence aware Skreetching high pitched wail I declare you have destroyed EVERYTHING!!! I drop to the ground, sack of flesh around bone alone and bare withering angry empty ness Against My Will...... It is so hard to forget pain, but it's even harder to remember sweetness -Chuck Palahnuick, Diary May each breath be fresh |
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