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Painful Philosophising

Pain's a funny thing, isn't it?  It's one of those suspicious things that I'm highly distrustful of.  I feel that it it's one of those that must be quiet; a blend of feelings swirling in a confusing, unidentifiable muddle; that curious combination of shame and pride that I seem to specialise in.  Pride?  Oh yes,... Continue Reading →

Dark Night

drop drop go the tears in the lonely night when all are asleep     tick tick goes the clock in the pixelated night never-ending     clunk clunk goes the meter in the clamorous night no silence, no peace     flash flash goes a light in the overwhelming night nuisance not beacon  ... Continue Reading →

Howl

My heart howls It weeps for lost things It sighs for past things It beats, it loves My heart howls I'm not a Braveheart, a Lionheart I'm just an everyday heart I beat, I love My heart howls It clocks the shortening nights And wants to set everything to rights It beats, it loves My... Continue Reading →

Before My Time

I gasped, trying to clutch reality, trying to stop the world from completely slipping from my fingers.  I can do this, I tell myself.  I cannot believe otherwise.  If I do then where will it end?  The world, my world, my life, everything will fall away, it will be the crash of a tower of... Continue Reading →

Testimony from a Bad Day

This is a post that I wrote many months ago when I was really struggling, it never got posted for some reason.  Today, I'm struggling again and fearing what that means. Whilst I cannot pick out the threads that Depression weaves through my life and thoughts, I am very aware of the limitations that ME... Continue Reading →

A Spoonful of Medicine

Well, it seems that a spoonful of medicine makes the world go down a whole lot better. Now don't get me wrong, I'm not a fan of pill popping.  I'm one of those proud, stubborn creatures who would rather endure something than surrender to a drug ((wo)man up as the Americans apparently say and take... Continue Reading →

Progress Report

Me I am not an hysteric, I just don't like the dentist.  At all.  I died.  I'm sure.  And have had my face, skull and jaw completely reshaped courtesy of some wrestling moves by the dentist guy, that's why they make you wear those safety goggles you know, so that they can spend an hour... Continue Reading →

A Visit to the Dentist

I don't like the dentist.  It's not personal.  It's not the person after all but their job.  Though why they'd want a job like that I don't know, hated by everyone, torturing poor innocent people day in, day out.  Maybe the Inquisition isn't recruiting at the moment.  In a moment of reckless abandon, I might... Continue Reading →

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