Sometimes, I get so tired and then miraculously somehow after 2 weekend sleeps, the energy returns.

The weather is warmer now. Winter is gone for a rest, and we can wear shorts and T’s again.

The financial fears have faded with long work hours and great fortunate blessings. Mainly, Le Tai is here, and her humble humility and help are incalculable.

I finally realize that I don’t have to do it all by myself.

I usually start my day checking the comments and numbers of my blog on WordPress…

I say that it doesn’t matter whether the comments are positive or negative, but words matter…

The lepers spent their time in graveyards because their options were somewhat limited.

Ancient social distancing.

We are asked to stay at home and some of us are fortunate enough to have one of these.

Upon healing the 10 lepers, one returned to thank Jesus,which begged the question where were the other 9?

The math still stands.

The sentence was death by boredom. The virus spread the earth.

Madness rained down upon them. Like some monsters giving birth.

They handed out free money. The kind that makes you soft.

And nearly jumped out their skin. When someone smiled and coughed.

Then Dylan put out an album. With a song called Murder Most Foul.

That sounds as disgusted as I feel. Like the purging of a bowel.

I’ve learned to take the blessings and take them as they come.

He is at another level, a bit too much for some.

Often

In my youth

I found myself

Falling and following

The Allure of Dangerous Minds

Never once did this work for my benefits

Time has done her humbled job…

Providing seeking understanding

I avoid the dangerous ones now

I seek a kinder softer touch

They play at the edges

With young writers

Learning

Woe

“The world is a wonderful place… it’s just filled with cunts and the internet is to blame.”

Once you escape.

Create a safe distance.

Enter therapy!

Heal…

And try again.

If fortune shines your way.

You find someone who is kind and loving. 

Only then  will you realize that a younger version of you made that choice.

I risked losing her.

For Pride.

Then I came to my senses for maybe the first time…

I grew up being a bastard. I’ll always be a bastard at the core. I might get farther. Maybe not. However, I will always have the bastard foundation.

I am not going to mix with Royals or Aristocrats or High Status individuals. Really, why would I? Why should anyone really?

The benefits of being a bastard arrive later in life. Long after, they’ve exposed their souls. Long after, they’ve stopped speaking freely around me as if I was invisible or didn’t exist.

No, I will not lose you, Lê. You be free to be you. I will accept you for all you are. It is a joy and a privilege to be around such freedom!

Breathing fumes down at the gas plant.

He smiled, “You can graduate to shift.”

I paused and said, “No, I just can’t.”

Then, down that road, I drift.

There is something in not knowing.

That beats the pain of 2 small pairs.

Seems I’m coming now or going.

There’s no one left who cares.

The bright lights they sure is pretty.

In the night they show there’s more.

Another train, a plane, new city.

In the distance, is why what for.

I don’t need your Shaman Healers.

Just some meaning to the light

Left the table and all the dealers.

Choose the day and sleep the night.