Is the collusion of snowflakes a blanket of ignorance that makes everything the same? Suffocate differences. The absence of color. Numbing pain. A blanket of cold appearing as warmth in desperate hands. Blood and bone beneath sheets of foggy ice. Freezing thoughts of comfort. A slow death. Sleeping betrayal. Yes. But. The sun comes out. Heat melts the eyes awakens the mind and stimulates the heart. Not all but some. Enough. To burn the blanket. Dissolving the carefully woven crystals arresting thoughts. Salvation. Self-preservation. In that light, that encouraging inferno, we cling to each other. We are one, the decrepit, the strong, the despairing, the hearty. There are no them—we—us. Just me.
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I AM What I Do
Posted: January 4, 2018 in life lessons, METags: challenges, faith, family, learning, life, personal, self, thoughts, truth
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First Plague of Trump: Blood. Deaths caused by his divisive rhetoric and hate.
Second Plague of Trump: Empowered the frogs to slip from the bogs and croak loud and proud.
Third Plague of Trump: Lies changed dust to lice creating irritants and distractions.
Fourth Plague of Trump: Dog flies in the thousands attached themselves to the eyelids of conservatives rending them blind to truth.
Fifth Plague of Trump: Murrian. Cattle plague. How the GOP views the middle and lower classes.
Sixth Plague of Trump: Boils. Turning healthcare into a death sentence for the less privileged. Death means less insurance needs.
Seventh Plague of Trump: Hailstorm. Destruction of families. Loss of homes. Death of the dream.
Eighth Plague of Trump: Locusts. Conservative republicans and the recruitment of Lobbyists Trump denounced before the election. Hiring them after.
Ninth Plague of Trump: Darkness. The reign of Trump and his minions.
Tenth Plague of Trump: Death.
Don’t know. I just don’t know. What will it take? Sexual assault is not funny and is a bright red flag to a person’s tarnished personality. Pedophilia is not something you forget or forgive. Nazi’s are bad. White supremacists are bad. Women who support them are mentally caged. Breaks my heart to see people make light of these situations. That is a problem in this country. Men strong armed women’s rights away. They claim god is on their side. Assigned it a masculine pronoun. No one sees all the wrong in that?
To Die And Live
Posted: December 1, 2017 in life lessons, METags: learning, memory, mind, personal, progress, self, spirituality, truth
Words from a dream skitter across wakeful thoughts
A heart beat before I’m dead
Every bad and all the good—relived
Pain and joy close, never touching
Moments in between to decide
And then it begins
Peace and lavender haze surrounds my floating soul
visons beyond feeling dance in the shadows
Living between breaths takes courage
I succeeded and failed well
Now what?
Mel Evers wonders about it all 