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Doodling On A Cloudy Day

 

Ain’t got nothin’ to lose if you’ve lost

Ain’t got nothin’ to lose there’s no cost

The only loss is if you snooze so give it a shot

Ain’t got nothin’ to lose now

They say no so what

Ain’t got nothin’ to lose

The world s an oyster as it goes

I hate oysters

How about you

Clams are better

Why can’t the world be your Cherrystone Clam

Damn

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Karma

Is that what it is when we thank an object for opening when we’re in a hurry, let’s say, for our lives leaving the threat secured away… though it’s not really? We need to get away there’s that

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“thank you” we breathe as we slip through. “I needed someone just for the moment, thanks for standing by me. Is this karma, I need karma on my side…” You’ve got to admit something is felt, an emotional relief at some level before the bad guy finds another way in, or can we just move on to the next scene…

I was watching a favorite movie and the familiar scene happened, this time it struck me. In a panic, mind blown, nothing else by his side he thanked the electronic pass swipe that unlocked the gate and let him through and I thought of all the times I’ve spoken to inanimate things, to my laptop for instance, the device at the grocery store to pay as the prompts come up telling me not to remove my card because it’s processing. “I won’t, don’t worry.” 

“29.04 is this correct?”

I nod my head “yes it is” …and push ok.

“Please wait while your transaction is processed”

“ok” I say.

“Do not remove your card”

“I won’t (wouldn’t dream of it)” and the screen changes

“Do not remove card” flashes again

“No worries” I say.

Finishing beeps tell me it’s complete.

“Please remove card” 

“I will thank-you” I say.

And the cashier laughs at me or with me?

Hmmm…

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Sunday Is For Vampire But…

Myas: The Other Mistress Of The Dark

I watched two movies, horror it said, about boys who murder. One was 13 the other 9, and it was incredible what they could do. The Paperboy began with a murder but throughout the movie it was evident mom now deceased was the culprit. The horror was in his life and there was closure at the end – one of his intended victims survived and came back with the law before he murdered yet again. Mikey on the other hand was horror in it’s truest sense. The child murdered without provocation, without conscience, without soul and it was without end.  How could adults be so useless I couldn’t help but think. Un-intuitive, weaker than a child, so overwhelmed each stood still so he could harm them with an end that was no ending. Psychologists find him traumatized but stable just needing patience and love as he is placed with a…

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