I can't go back to the past. My body is not what it used to be. I can't keep shooting for the moon. I have to let go. move on. Stand alone. Smaller goals. My memory is not... cohesive. I remember. I can't recall. But I've got plenty of help. They won't let me down.
Thursday, May 22, 2025
Future
I don't know where the future goes. I just know it can't be like the past. I have to think about the good eggs. I'm trying to think of the good people. The people in the middle. I have a lot of thinking to do. Things to do, people to sue. Potentially. That's why I need to think. Not something you do lightly. I have to think about what's best and what's necessary. Keep people safe. From God complexes with rx pads. Anyways, just by staying alive, I warn people about liberal medicine. So I'm going to be quiet for a while. Just post, medical, mind my own business... catch up with friends, take a vacation from perfectly irredeemable. I'm trying for the middle. Just ok.
The Mirror
I've been spending a lot of time looking in the psychological mirror. I hope we are all doing likewise. Because I firmly believe that some of these experts who have pointed out that people do not accomplish things on their own, but in combination are right. That SDOH was flagged for a reason. Individuals or even groups within a community are not the end all and be all. We sink or swim together. That requires everyone to have a voice. I'm not the only one with rough edges. I'm not the only one who gets defensive. I do like the occasional luxury. But unwanted luxuries bring unwanted pain. Use of threats and force is not helpful. Maybe if all the Angries back off, then it doesn't have to be that way. I'm not great at communication. But instead of further contemplating suing people from SC to MA, maybe people can just mind their own business. Certain people can stop stealing from other people. Certain other people can find their own peace. Even other people can work on further other people's problems. I can move back towards doing some taxes. Maybe write those stories. If we can all just mind our own business.
The point I'm trying to get across is that people need to be very careful with getting in other people's space, making threats, and using drugs (Prescription, substance, or illegal substance). It scares me when people imply that illegal drugs are ok or safe. It concerns me when MDs abuse their power. But I need to let the government worry about all that. They can't reclozaril me. That's the important thing. I get to make choices. Some people are not good in combination. Better separately. Sink or swim. People need independent thought. Cannot play with fire. We'll all get burnt. So I step back. Stand alone. As I need to.
Sharing
I can't actually be shared between Italians and Americans, Conservatives and liberals, Doctors and patients, men and women, unless people get a grip and stop being so controlling.
Small Fish
Now that I supposedly have FBI protection and the attention of public health, I have to jam up the program. Stop the med train in Greenville County. That means talking as much as possible while I still can.
Miss the Pain
Hello
Can you hear us
Am I getting through anew?
Hello
Is it great here?
There's a prescription that was mine
Are you sure I'm here alone
'Cause I'm
Trying to explain
Something's fucked
I just don't sound the same
Why don't I
Why don't I
Find some pride
Or go outside
Kiss the pain
Whenever I need me
Kiss the pain
Whenever we're gone too long
If your eyes feel empty and greedy
Miss the pain
And wait till I'm gone
Keep the times
We're under the same lies
If the light's
As empty for me as for you
If you feel
You can't wait till morning
Ban the scripts
Hello
Do we miss me
I'm told you say you do
But not the way I'm missing truth
What's new?
How's the volume?
Does it echo now and then?
You sound so close but it feels like you're so far
Oh would it mean anything
If you knew
What I'm left imagining
In my times
In my rhymes
Would you know
Could you grow
Eat the pain
As you fall
And are disturbed.
Think of clozapine
Then ban it
Don't be stupid
Forced druggings don't help
Eat the pain
Wherever you hide me
Eat the pain
Whenever I'm gone too long
If your work
Feels empty and predatory
Eat the pain
And look for the light
Keep in mind
We're living the same lies
And the night's
As empty for me as for you
If you feel you can't wait till morning
Miss the pain
(Miss the pain)
Hello
Can you hear us?
Allergies
My Allergies keep changing. Now I'm allergic to Good ol' boy doctors and narcissistic personalities.
Coffin
She's a bit dusty, but Old Vlad only settles for zee best. Zee 1766 model, tricked out with bluetooth speakers and wifi. I stopped by Home Freako just the other day to check on the varnish selection...
Sleep
I may have cracked the code.
Peace and quiet (Birds)
l-theanine plus melatonin plus flower extract
Meds as directed
CPAP
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