blah blah blah saturday

blah
yuck
tired
weary
me today

how the demons love to raise their
ugly little heads
when your defences are low
how a word can piece like a sword
a look
(the wrong one of course)
cause the nuclear implosion of your soul

if we’re lucky we all
get this experience
(although we may not
truly get it)
the chance to learn what going on within ourselves
see those bits of us
not quite yet healed
perhaps begin the slow and
dangerous
excavation
of my soul

my solution?

a long walk
meditation
some green tea and honey
silence
a chat with you my freends and fiends

breathe

sleep.

more later.

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