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I'll take the pain, just (not in) leave alone the brain. I have decided that the physical pain and agony (steady, consistent, lower back, sciatic (left arm, then from top of left buttocks, down the left hamstring , Charlie-horsing the calf the further down to the contraction of the muscles in the bottom/arch area of my left foot,) and the liver disease 'pryphoria'..... I have decided / concluded that I would rather suffer the physical pain. than the mental agony, anxiety, depression, and blocks. I am able to tolerate the physical pain, then the pain, anguish, anxiety, and depression in the mind. GEEEEZ!! Gonna have to admit , I need to do something other than write this. - Edgar Edlin Pore. Date & Time unrecorded. |
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| 2/27/08
9:35am: Love waking up at 6:30am. So much can be done (or not) and
enjoyed. I will also have to say that I am also blessed with the freedom
I have been endowed with. An opportunity to R&D as much as possible
and that which hopefully can and will turn into very lucrative endeavors
for those under my charge as well as myself.
Can go on forever here as Mark and I bobo'd 1/2 a stick and I've been prepping myself the last two days for inspirational, creative, artistic, possibly architectural stimuli to satisfy that side of the brain to keep that "all important balance" we Libra's take so seriously. Instead of continually ramble on, I am going to go do something in the graphic, video arena. Hope your day is full of great learning's and teachings, a satisfied stomach, a stimulated brain, a gratifying emotional, spiritual day.
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Death has been a cruel ally, has left me here much too long. Has always awaited me, just around the corner, a promise here, a trick there, feeding belief that there will be an end to the suffering. But nay, it hides in the shadows beyond my grasp, teasing me into another day, another hope, leaving me in the hands of it's adversary, a gift said, one which no payment was made. Where love and laughter lay at each step, but has eluded where I have walked. Further and farther from the false bravado so many seem to abound with. Nay, some are better off in the shadows of death, for the alternative has delivered a harshness unconceivable by those blessed with love and laughter in their journey. Not all are blessed nor born with the knowledge of either. Yes, death has been a cruel ally, to have left me here to fall further into the ugliness and pain without explanation or reason and unwilling to free me from the bonds it has wrapped me in awaiting mercy. Death has been no more favorable than life, both leaving me lingering betwix the two in agony and without an alternative. Could there be anything more cruel? - Jay Edlin Pore | |
