Broken, Pretend That It'll Last Until Spring

I was invited to put in two original poems into an anthology. 

So with my recent emotional upheaval, I had been writing a lot, mostly poetry. I submitted my version of Broken. Then there was an older piece I have always wanted out in the world called: Pretend. The latter is an existential poem. Very cerebral and visual. 

Now it is a waiting game. Once the editor receives all the poems she wishes, then I will find out if my poems are accepted. I hope so. Broken is lyrical. I had put Pretend in an online critique forum once and one response literally stated: "that was the best poem I have ever read." 

We'll see. 

Lately I have been down and out. No energy. No gumption. Nothing. 

I figured my low energy was directly related to my illnesses, infections, and the death of my friend with cancer. 2016 has not been a great start. When an opportunity comes my way, I try and jump on it. Something has got to reverse my present spiral. 

What is nice is that spring seems to be edging its way into the desert. That is motivation. Warm temperatures in the afternoons and then snuggle with the kitties in the evenings. 

Now we are talking. You can keep the snow. Been there, done that... I live in the desert now and forever.

Have a great and wonderful day! 

Making a Negative into a Positive

When you are really sick and someone you know who is really sick, then passes from their illness, the event rocks your world. 

You think: am I next?

It's not like I have any medical personnel in my corner. I am adrift as it were... but I also see a lot. 

I see people who are ill who do not take it very seriously. Others who believe their destructive pharmaceuticals are the answer. Still there are those of us who are trying to find better ways to end the suffering of others by using ourselves as the test subjects.

 I do see. I see people who are dying because it is so much easier to call me crazy than to stop listening a medical professional who is not helping them. I see how people are still buying food products and gmo's. I see how people use poisons because they don't want bugs in their houses or weeds in their yards. 

I see a lot. When people write you off, they show their true selves because they are no longer keeping up appearances. Then, I have the opportunity to observe. As a writer and artist, I am an observer of the human condition.

My condition is of grief. That is what happens when you lose someone suddenly even if you knew their death was imminent. It is still a shock.

Although, if you have seen half the human suffering I have seen because of illnesses that are preventable and treatable with nutrition and natural remedies, you would be in grief to over an unnecessary death of a friend too.

But whom am I against the world? I want to change it. Counter to popular brainwashing: one person can make a difference... 

You have the power. so why not use it to make the world a better place?

If you wanted to change something, what would it be? 

Have a great and wonderful day.