Posted by susan47 on May 11, 2007, at 19:39:06
In reply to Although I do Have to Say, posted by susan47 on May 8, 2007, at 21:30:43
I'm listening and I hear the marbles in his mouth, you know, it's a kind of a not-enunciating-well, chewing on his words as they're coming out of his mouth kind of feeling sound. Not quite honest; very rehearsed. Not relaxed but tryingtobe .. trying to be that, trying to be Just So, trying to be himself, and notgettinganyofit, not getting any of it completely right, and knowing it as it's happening but not able to stop it. And it's the best effort, and anything else would just look .. suspicious. So much suspicion.
So much is suspect.
So much pain to be sustained,
pain
to be ..
sustained, as I was,
as I was held together with telephone wire,
cable and cord,
plastic and silicone,
metal and functional ..
functional,
fully functional ...
even better than you could imagine,
and worse, too.
Much, much worse ...
So much to suspect.
So much to fear.
What utter and unbelievable Crap
we have been programmed to believe,
forced to live,
thanks to Those Who Live Best at the Bottom of the Sea (and NO, you stupid *ss, that is NOT a metaphor for harming anyone IRL, god damn it, what is the MATTER with all you poor lost souls who would even GO there, to such a place, such an utterly Sick place we have been trained to be. It's what makes the aftermath of 9/11 possible, it's exactly the same kind of sickness.
Relax.
Breathe deeply, and count down ...
Bliss is always just around the corner.
It's a matter of choice.
It's a matter .. of choosing.
What does anyone want in life? What is the one thing we all desire to have, come whatever, the thing that allows us to go to our graves happy and replete with the life we have lived.
poster:susan47
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