Monday, October 31, 2016

The Cheese Grates It: Women at Work in the Patriarchy

The image comes from the following article:
https://www.citycalling.com/employer-advice/are-you-a-controlling-boss/bp251/

I wanted to talk about this but wasn't sure how to start. Tinfoil the Hat gave me a great lead in with her comment on this article:
http://www.feministcurrent.com/2016/10/31/sugar-sisters-third-wave-feminism/

Tinfoil the Hat:
No woman can escape having to work within the patriarchy. That's why patriarchy sucks. You do whatever you have to do. You need wages and a place to live and health care and food & drink and all the various and sundry things we ALL need. You're not responsible for patriarchy; you alone can't fix it, and its magnitude is DEVASTATING. A suggested mantra if you are struggling and doing the best you can, and still feel terrible: "Everything I do is okay, and there is nothing wrong with me." It feels alone but you're not alone!

Cie:
Indeed. Even as a contractor, it still prevails. I work for one home health agency but the patient that I was working with transferred to another agency. I applied at that agency with the assumption that I would be doing fill-in work for the same patient while my current agency found me a new full-time case. Just last week I applied for a position I never thought I'd be able to land, but the first interview went well and I'm now going for a second interview. My case coordinator went bonkers when I emailed him to say that I was considering this new position and if they wanted to put someone else on the case they were considering me for, I'd understand. He acted more like a jealous boyfriend than a supervisor, telling me that I needed to declare my allegiance to the agency, and that when they find cases for me I'm expected to fill that position, not be looking for extra work. It isn't that he's sexually attracted to me. I'm probably 20 years older than he is, and I look far more like Eccentric Aunt Bedelia, or even Grandma, than some sort of "MILF." I expressed my dismay at his reaction as he demanded to know why I hadn't informed him earlier that I was still considering other work. I found myself explaining how my high-functioning autistic son still needs me to take him to appointments, how my new glaucoma medicine is making me queasy, how my brother had been in town--all stuff that his none of his damn business! Unless there is a serious emergency, I always show up at work, usually on time. I work extra hours. I was working 60 hours a week for the past month. I was flabbergasted. Most home care nurses are female, and most of the case coordinators are male. Even though they don't expressly say it, they still expect us to defer to their male authority, even when we are old enough to be their mother.

Additional information not included in the previous comment:
I currently work with pediatric patients. I found, purely by accident, a position with an agency that works with retired nuclear and uranium workers who have respiratory issues. I was interested in the position but have no experience with this niche of nursing. I applied anyway. The first interview went well, and I'm hoping to get hold of the lady with whom I need to schedule the second interview soon.
I emailed my case coordinator on Saturday night to let him know. He cussed me out for not calling him over the weekend. I said "I've never before had a supervisor who would be okay with me calling them at home for anything but a serious emergency. So I apologize, but I hardly thought that calling you with this would be all right."
He basically made me out to be a traitor of some kind. I finally said to him "look, I know for a fact that you have other employees who work for several agencies. Why are you giving me grief for being interested in diversifying?"
He said that the trouble was I had agreed to go on Thursday for a meet and greet with a potential new family to work with. I said that was why I let him know as soon as I could that I'd had this opportunity. He demanded to know when I applied for the job. I said "I don't know. Wednesday, maybe? I stumbled over the link while surfing the Internet. I honestly never expected them to call me back."
None of which I should have to explain to him. It's none of his business. Again, I am an employee of the company he works for, not his girlfriend. Also, if I had a boyfriend who grilled me that way, I'd be having serious second thoughts about staying with him.
He said that if I wanted to remain as a full-time employee, I needed to remain on board all the way, otherwise I needed to go to PRN.
I said "fine. Put me as PRN."
He seemed to be surprised. He said "well, if you go to PRN, you have far fewer opportunities to get hours..."
I said "I'm aware of that. Put me as PRN."
"Well, okay," he said. "But if you ever in the future want to have full time hours, we can get them for you, but you need to be one hundred percent on board."
If the opportunity working with the retired uranium and nuclear workers fall through, I'm going to ask the agency taking over my current case for full time hours. I don't like working with control freaks. I've dealt with enough control freaks in my personal life.
A contract employee is not under any obligation to be exclusive to their employer unless it is fully disclosed that they have to be at the beginning of their employment.

~The Cheese Hath Grated It~


Life

Life is like a stream. It only passes this way once. 
And like a stream you never tread in the same place twice. 
Live life now. Live life to the fullest you possibly can.

Saturday, October 29, 2016

Preparing to Atone



Christianity, Biblical literalism, Black power



Interesting, at times frightening, worth listening to and considering. Their website explains their vision further.

~Thalia~
 



Friday, October 28, 2016

Three Thousand Years



The preceding videos make up a documentary of the Walpole Prison takeover by the inmates.
The United States' privatized prison system is corrupt and does not work. 
Combining violent and non-violent offenders in the same facility is unconscionable. 
Many people in the prison system are addicts and people suffering from other mental illness.
A great number of incarcerated persons are not violent.
This system is irreparably broken.

~Thalia~


Tuesday, October 25, 2016






“The peace of God is with them whose mind and soul are in harmony, who are free from desire and wrath, who know their own soul.” ― AnonymousThe Bhagavad Gita

Solo





there is a part of his heart that is damp and dark and covered in mossy leaves that smell of soil and moonlight and if you brush your fingers across the acrid mulch it will part with a soft moist squelching sound and you will find buried deep within the pungent corruption a timid and a frightened creature with liquid eyes and a hot desire to love and to be loved but conversely a creature with a savage bite and a wicked claw that it uses to rake a protest and to scar the heathen world with its fear and its fury and its loathing and its singular lack of comprehension for so brutal and ugly an existence. 

the stars spin and the oceans rise and life goes on relentlessly and remorselessly claiming victims in a vortex of unfeeling and disquiet as though all humanity can be reduced to a set of improbable whispers echoed in the still silence of a sterile dawn that blinks blindly into the shattered dream of universal longing. 

but the child is father to the man and the man revels in this childishness for such is the road to self-enlightenment

we are not alone

hold out your hands
we are not alone
god is in your heart
we are not alone

Sunday, October 23, 2016

OctPoWriMo 2016: Day 23: Fantastical



Fantastical

I never meant to hurt you, my dear love
In a world full of pain and suffering
You are an angel from above
I live for every message that you bring
You gave to me such comforting
Your Earthly situation made me grieve
In this world of othering
Your love became too fantastical to believe

We fit together like a hand in glove
I wanted to heal you with my nurturing
Never has another made me feel so beloved
But I so fear rejection's sting
It's my soul you'd end up murdering
I'm so afraid you'd only leave
That my need for you is smothering
Your love became too fantastical to believe

With soft feathers like a peaceful dove
I would stroke your angel wings
You were everything I was dreaming of
But I fear I don't deserve anything
So I end up losing everything
I fear to give and to receive
You were too good for this world to bring
Your love became too fantastical to believe

I gave you my heart on a string
Then left you alone to grieve
My sad angel with the broken wings
Your love became too fantastical to believe
 For Gerry Clifford
from Pepper Baiij

Form:

  a, b, a, b, b, c, b, C and the envoy b, c, b, C.

https://poetsonthepage.blogspot.com/

Saturday, October 22, 2016

Face to Face

Face to Face
Photoshop manipulation by The Real Cie

Had a great astral visit with my friend "Roger Black" today. We ended up at first on the lower astral, which is a place rife with hovels and crowded apartments. Not all dwellers of the lower astral are low spirits. There was one person whose apartment we visited who is there to help the spirits of trapped animals. He had a couple of dogs and kittens in his apartment.
Another person we visited was a carpenter who creates whimsical furnishings. He had created an entire bedroom set to look like a gingerbread village.
Although Roger doesn't dwell on the lower astral, he gives theatrical performances there to help cheer those who are currently "stuck," to help them make their way out of that state and to be free.
When Roger performs, he becomes Jolly Roger, a very flamboyant and fantastical fellow. When I returned to the material world, he was preparing to give a performance.
I know Roger takes no offense, but I so much wish I could see Gem. My depression of late has made it hard for me to connect with him. Gem eventually ended up shouting at me that Roger is trying to help us. Not shouting in anger, but wanting to make sure his message was heard.
I want to thank Roger for a wonderful time. Sometimes just two buddies having a day together is the best medicine.

Love,
Cie

If Michael Brown had been shot by a black man, nobody would have cared





My sharing this video does not imply complete agreement with Dr. Watkins' views. I simply feel that his views are worth consideration.



~Mo~

Friday, October 21, 2016

Lord Whose Love in Humble Service (The Sacred Harp)

OctPoWriMo 2016: Day 21: Nature's Calling



Nature Calling

Hold the phone a moment
Here comes a component
Which I simply can't ignore
We who still are living
Can find no forgiving
When the waters start to pour
For when nature's calling
Dreams of water falling
Tell you "you can wait no more"

~Cie and Yeris~

Dedicated to every dreamer and astral traveler who has found themselves interrupted by Nature Calling 

Form:

https://poetsonthepage.blogspot.com/
 

Thursday, October 20, 2016

OctPoWriMo 2016: Day 20: Pure Soul



Pure Soul

Your soul pure white like a heavenly dove
With a spot of red upon its breast
It seems you have been cursed, not blessed
Your life a hopeless search for love
I invited you to come to me
You were like a bird with a broken wing
You thought you'd forgotten how to sing
I wanted to try to help you see
While your voice in this world is gone
The song from your soul cannot be so
Shut your eyes and sing soft and low
With me you can always belong
  Let your wings carry you to the Heavens up high
Where there will never be any more reason to cry

Pepper Baiij
for
Gerry Clifford

Form: 

https://poetsonthepage.blogspot.com/





Dedicated to Malcolm Young
from
Team Netherworld 
 

Tuesday, October 18, 2016

K1

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Words of Wisdom

“Things are as they are. Looking out into it the universe at night, we make no comparisons between right and wrong stars, nor between well and badly arranged constellations.” 

Alan Watts 

Wednesday, October 12, 2016

The Cheese Grates It: Advice from the Kitchen



The world is a contentious place right now. I think my recent posts reflect a little too much ire. I don't believe in censoring myself in my writing, but I'm glad that a friend's thoughts helped me recognize that I was becoming a little too salty. Not salty as in my predilection for swearing. I always do that, and I don't apologize for it. No, I mean that I'm too angry and it's making me caustic.
There's a lot to be angry about. I never spoke much about politics on my blogs during any of the previous elections. Yeah, a "don't vote for M1%tt Romney and Paul Lyin'" might have cropped up here and there, but it didn't consume me in a raging grease fire the way my dislike for the Misogynist Mutant Cheeto has.
Living a life that's too fast paced and too full of to-do's also leads to a sense of dissatisfaction and bitterness. My fuse is short and that's not good. It's something I've been working on all of my life because I've always had the tendency to fly off the handle pretty quickly. Once I had a child, I realized I couldn't do that. It wasn't funny. There was no "isn't she cute when she's mad" about it. It was scary to my child, and I needed to stop it.
I am working way too much right now. In my line of work (home care), twelve hour shifts are common. I like twelve hour shifts. It should mean I work a three day week. I don't mind terribly working a four day week. It gives me a little extra on my paycheck, which I need, but still gives me time to try and relax and get things done.
I have been working five day (sixty hour) weeks for at least a month. Honestly, I've lost track. This is not going to let up any time soon. The main day nurse just quit the case. I'm the main night nurse. The secondary day nurse will rarely agree to work more than three days a week, and the secondary night nurse can't work more than two nights. The main day nurse was working three days and one night. I was working four nights, and the secondary night nurse was working her two. Now we're screwed.
I feel like I'm always going, going, going. I get really depressed if I don't write, so I keep writing, but lately a lot of what I'm doing is spewing bile. My life is too fast, too pressurized. A pressure cooker is a great kitchen tool. It isn't a great place for a soul.
I am not the best at balancing. In the kitchen, I have a tendency to either cook the side dish too soon and have to reheat it, or I wait too long and the main dish starts getting cold while the side dish finishes. I learned a trick to avoid this. I put the vegetables in a skillet with whatever seasoning I want them to have, and I keep the heat low. Then while the main dish (in this case, chicken breasts with olive oil and cracked pepper) is cooking for the approximately 45 minutes it will take for them to be done, the vegetables are slowly simmering. This way they won't be either undercooked or overcooked.
When it comes to my own life, I need to turn down the heat. Too many people are living like I do these days. It stunts one's spiritual growth and creativity. It isn't healthy at all.
However, I am not one to blame those of us who are under this kind of pressure. Too many spiritual practitioners act like "all you need to do is just slow down, meditate, visualize your goals, and everything will fall into place." Those of us who have bills to pay and mouths to feed know it isn't so easy to "just stop." 
I can't just stop, but I am working on finding ways to slow down. I am also going to try to cut back on the salt in my writing. A little salt is good, but too much makes the message unpalatable.

~The Cheese Hath Grated It~





One Love

The hollow hand.
The haunted heart.
Heaven is a haven within the hallowed self.



Tuesday, October 11, 2016

The Cheese Grates It: How Do You Even Equate These Things?

This is Donald Trump being creepy with his 14 year old daughter

This is Marybeth Glenn, a conservative who quit the Republican party after lambasting the men in the party for being misogynistic wimps

This is a really shitty book

This is the link to the article which inspired my Facebook rant

For those of you who consider yourselves conservatives, instead of railing against those of us who can't abide the idea of a raging racist, misogynist xenophobe representing the United States, perhaps you need to read what this lady has to say.
I have very little hope that anyone who is hell-bent on supporting The Rump will change their minds at this point, but when you have people defecting from the Republican party over their support of him, maybe its time to think twice rather than accusing those of us who can't abide his hatred of pretty much everybody and demeaning attitude towards women of being hypocrites for taking his exception to a 60 year old Donald T. Rump saying he would grab a woman "by the pussy," but not railing against a crappy bit of "erotic" fiction, the key word here being fiction.
The comparison of The Rump's misogynist remarks to Fifty Shades of How The Hell Does Anyone Find This Sexy isn't tomato-tomahto, it's more tomato-moon rock. The two things aren't even on the same planet, let alone in the same zip code. It isn't an accurate comparison.
Actually, I do find Fifty Shades of Abusive Relationship offensive because it depicts an abusive relationship in a positive light. But that shitty piece of fiction doesn't pose any real kind of threat. It's a book. It isn't going to walk up to a woman and grab her in the privates. It isn't even going to encourage a man to walk up to a woman and grab her in the privates, because it isn't men who are reading that shit. Men--some very misguided, misinformed men, however--take the words of a so called "alpha male" like Donald Trump to heart and think it's okay to treat women like trash. I hate to pull out the old chestnut, but how would you feel if it had been an important woman in your life--your sister, your mother, your daughter--that Trump and his sleazy wingman Billy Bush were chortling about like she was nothing but tits and ass? How can you really abide Trump telling the ever disgusting Howard Stern that it's okay to call his daughter a piece of ass and talking about his daughter like she's a porn performer that he's been masturbating over?
For whoever came up with the WTF idea that Fifty Shades of Gray was an apt comparison to Donald Trump's misogyny, I'm rather offended at the assertion that ALL women just lurrrrve Fifty Shades of Gray and will defend it to the death. I hate that shit. It depicts a really abusive relationship as sexy. It encourages women to give up their agency over an obsession with an abusive man. It's unhealthy as fuck. On top of all that, it's a shitty read. A technical manual is a better read than that garbage. 
To wrap up this rant, it isn't the swearing that I care about. Obviously, I use extremely salty language, and I'm not about to stop doing so. However, I'm not bragging about grabbing anybody by the privates or forcing them to kiss me. Also, I can't believe I'm defending an even shittier book than Twilight, but for all it's faults, neither is Fifty Shades of Gray.
I don't want all the hard work that so many women have done to be treated like human beings set back decades by a despicable creep who even talks about his daughter like she's there for the taking sexually. Fifty Shades of Blech isn't even part of the equation. How anybody brought it into the equation in the first place is mind-boggling.
Rant ended.

~The Cheese Hath Grated It Hard~





Monday, October 10, 2016

Rainbow: corrupt minds with ideas of decadence

Rainbow: corrupt minds with ideas of decadence:                                                                                              

I love the cygnet. This poem makes me think of my young self, so eager to have someone accept her that she put herself into bad circumstances. People said she was "bad," but she wasn't really. She was just lost.



~Cie~

The Ugly Truth About the Modeling Industry

This creepy picture of Donald Trump and his then fourteen year old daughter Ivanka appears in the linked article. This is an inappropriate way for a father to interact with his teenage daughter.

The article I'm commenting on is long. It's also well worth reading.

Amazing journalism. The pedophilia, exploitation and sexual abuse of models is something of an open secret. People have been looking the other way for years.
I was one of those girls who was desperate to be a model and came to hate my body early on because it was obvious that it could never happen. I was too short (I ended up being 5 foot 6) and too chunky. I became bulimic at age twelve because I was disgusted with how “fat” I was. I weighed 110 pounds.
It took me until the age of 45 to stop saying hateful things about my body. I actually did end up being fat, and now I say that nobody has the right to criticize another person’s body. We also all need to do a better job of protecting our girls and young women. We have, as a society, failed them.
~Cie~

Sunday, October 9, 2016

The Cheese Grates It: The Rump and his Supporters Keep Me Gobsmacked


I'm kind of tired of this blog being co-opted by "real world" crap. I want to talk about ghosts, about how being so busy destroys my ability to interact with spirits. Instead, I guess I'll talk about The Rump, and how I don't understand why people I consider to be otherwise intelligent, good people can defend him when even members of his own party are defecting like rats from a sinking ship.
I'm finding out who some people really are, and I don't like it at all.
Several friends--women yet--are defending The Rump's deplorable behavior towards women.
"It was eleven years ago."
Hello--does he seem like he's changed his tune since then?
Also, it's not like he was some dumb teenager trying to show off for his friends. He was 60 years old. He certainly should have known better.
I'm not at all surprised at the shit that's been dug up about the great orange ass clown. I'm surprised and disappointed by the people who continue to defend said shit.
You can bet your bottom dollar, as they say, that the same people would in no way pardon Bill Clinton for playing grab-ass with women he wasn't married to. I'm not excusing Bill's behavior, but at least he didn't behave like a complete swine when confronted with it. He had a little humility. Trump was damn proud of that shit. I'm gobsmacked by all the people who purport to believe his non-apology.
Again, I don't think either of them have any excuses, but if you're excusing The Rump's behavior while continuing to berate Bill Clinton for his, then you, my friend, are a hypocrite.
I really want to get back to talking about ghosts soon.

The Cheese Hath Grated It





YELLOWDOG GRANNY: grab him by his balls.........and twist

YELLOWDOG GRANNY: grab him by his balls.........and twist



Just a little fun at Trump's expense.

No, I don't feel bad.

Saturday, October 8, 2016

Mike Pence: Misogynist Asshat Number Two on the Ticket



Responding to this article:

Straight from the horse's ass--er--mouth:
"What if women would go out and get raped on purpose just so they could get off work?"
As someone who was sexually assaulted twice in adulthood, at eighteen and at 32, let me just say, fuck you, you utterly despicable piece of shit.
Even though I no longer have panic attacks remembering what happened to me early in the morning on November 1 1997, my heart still starts pounding. 
I had panic attacks on and off throughout the day from the time I woke up until the time I finally became too exhausted to stay awake any more. i didn't want to go to sleep because I knew when I woke up it would start all over again. I went through this for literally a year. An entire year of panic attacks about every 20 minutes.
Fuck you and anyone else who thinks anyone would willingly go through that shit. Seriously.
I'm fucking shaking. Part rage, part PTSD.
And y'all wonder why I'm laying it on the line like this. Simply because I don't want there to be even the remote possibility that someone who thinks like this could be in charge of the damn country.
If you think I'm spin-doctoring this shit, read the article. That despicable sentence, along with several others along the same lines, came right out of his mouth.
Trump runs too hot--this bastard is cold as ice.

~Cie~

Friday, October 7, 2016

There Was One Group Trump Forgot To Offend: The Dying



For those trying to excuse this mess by writing it off as "crude humor":
Crude humor is fine for stand-up comedians. This sort of schtick is unsuitable for a person pursuing the presidency of a country. Time and time again he proves himself to be crass and immature. 
The President of the United States needs to carry themselves with a modicum of decency and decorum. He is not fit to be president.

~Cie and Wanda~

Does God Exist? - Jiddu Krishnamuti

Tuesday, October 4, 2016

Witchy Women Are Often Punished


Please read the powerful post by Natasha Chart, which the following is a response to.

http://www.feministcurrent.com/2016/10/04/this-is-how-they-broke-our-grandmothers/

"Women's work" (i.e. nursing, housekeeping, child care) is still looked down on as lesser, and those of us who hold viewpoints contrary to those of the male dominated church and government are still seen as dangerous and to be silenced. Natasha, this is an amazing and powerful piece. It brought tears to my eyes. As someone who was accused of "devil worship" back in junior high and high school because I was a feminist, held socialist viewpoints (I once dared to say that "socialized medicine such as they have in Sweden, seems like a good idea to me"), and liked the "devil music" (hard rock and metal). The way I was treated actually drove me away from the church and into exploring witchcraft. It took many years before I stopped having nightmares about the devil and hell. In junior high, I was also accused of being a "slut" and there were rumors that I had numerous abortions because I'd had sex with so many guys. The truth was, I was so naive about sex that I believed a blow job was blowing in someone's ear and had no idea why anyone would like that. I've learned over the years that women who speak out against the establishment tend to have people try to shut them down. A lot of these people would love to still be able to burn us at the stake, or at the very least humiliate us publicly and get away with it.

~Cie~

Monday, October 3, 2016

The Cheese Grates It: For the Umpteenth Time, You Can't Brain Your Way Out Of Dementia

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Ugh, not another one of these!
No, no, no, no, no, and also no!
The only thing you can do to prevent Alzheimer's is to not have the genetic trigger for Alzheimer's.

Let's break this down.

1. Stimulate Your Brain
People who use their minds a lot also get Alzheimer's. I took care of a number of people with Alzheimer's who had been college professors. There are musicians who get Alzheimer's. There are writers. The idea that you can stave off Alzheimer's by using your brain is bunk. 
I'm not saying don't use your brain. Too few people do, it seems to me. It's just that every time I read an article like this one, I start wanting to throw stuff.
It seems to me that stem cell research is the best hope we have for eradicating diseases like Alzheimer's.

2. Take an aspirin
Aspirin is a blood thinner. It is helpful for preventing clots. If you are prone to clots, which can cause strokes and heart attacks, then by all means, take aspirin with your doctor's approval.
Aspirin can help stave off vascular dementia. It doesn't do jack against Alzheimer's.

3. Take a fish oil containing Omega 3's.
This can help with mild depression. It can help somewhat with hypertension. It's nutritionally valuable. Still won't prevent Alzheimer's.

4. Help your brain by helping your heart
"Doctors have identified seven risk factors they think may lead to Alzheimer’s: high blood pressure, mid-life obesity, diabetes, smoking, lack of exercise, low level of education, and depression."
A lot of people do "heart healthy" things and still have the aforementioned "health horrors."
Idiopathic hypertension is...well...idiopathic. Nobody knows the exact cause. Hypertension can also be exacerbated by medications. Particularly thyroid medications. So--do you stop taking the thyroid medication, or do you take blood pressure medication as well? Because if you take thyroid medication, the likelihood is, your blood pressure will be elevated.
There have been studies that show that people with a heavier body type are actually more likely to survive a cardiac event. While there is correlation between having a larger body type and conditions such as diabetes, correlation is not causation. Endocrine problems tend to cause people to gain weight and have trouble losing it. There may be a correlation between endocrine problems and Alzheimer's, but again, correlation is not causation.
Obviously, though, if you're as fat as this guy, you're just asking for it. I mean, fuck's sake, you'd think he'd be able to exert a little self-control and not always be eating every second of the day. Just look at him!


As to that "low education" thing, how about we make education affordable for everybody so people can get more educated. However, since as I said before, FREAKING COLLEGE PROFESSORS DEVELOP ALZHEIMER'S. If they have the genetic trigger, having 50 doctorates isn't going to stop a person from getting Alzheimer's.
As for depression causing Alzheimer's, well, fuck you. 
This is one where there may be a definite correlation. All kidding aside about the "massive girth" of the skinny fellow above (who, unfortunately, does have Alzheimer's or some other form of dementia), he did struggle with depression and addiction. I bet he would like to not have struggled with those things. I know I'd like to not have bipolar disorder.
There's a huge "blame the victim" component with statements like the above. Are we just supposed to snap our fingers and stop having mood disorders?
I could snap my fingers until they fell off. I'd still have a mood disorder.
If this means that I'm more likely to develop dementia (which it may, if both the mood disorder and the dementia are triggered by the same gene), there's nothing I can do about it, and fuck you for making it sound like I'm at fault.

5. Drink champagne (moderately)
BIIIIIIIG FUCKING HELP to people who can't drink!
That would really help our fat friend above, who went through rehab for alcoholism in 1988.

In other words, the referenced post is saying the same shit that wasn't true when other people said it a million times before.
Damon Salvatore agrees with me.


~The Cheese (and Damon Salvatore) Hath Grated It~


Sunday, October 2, 2016

OctPoWriMo 2016: Day 2: The Void


The Void

Grieving your undeserved ending
Eyes filled with tears for your fate
Running from the one who would destroy your soul
Reaching out for help when you fear there is none
Yearning for love, you came to me

Couldn't stop falling in love if I tried
Let me put you in my pocket and keep you safe
Ice formed in my heart after being hurt so many times
Frozen inside, I tried to resist
Feelings for you that leave me vulnerable
Only you can save me now
Reach into the void that is my broken heart
Dream with me now and forever

To: Gerry Clifford
From: Pepper Baiij
Style: Acrostic

http://poetsonthepage.blogspot.com/