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social media, faacebook & the great world connection

As the tittle reads; the internet has made it so everyone is connected. But is this a reality worth it? Recently I called all my old “close” friends; two answered. Some answered texts; on face book they often unfriend me. No ‘why’,No anything but with one click, I cease to exist in their world, On facebook I have hundreds of friends. If I post something they don’t like; they don’t explain; they start a facebook war.Opinions ranting, not fact based.I do not feel connected but hurt. I’ve been cyber bullied by a close old friend with no explanation except a “blocked” click of the computer mouse. And social media is so wonderful. Yes, it is in some ways. But is it worth all the pain, heart ache, paranoia, spying, fear it can create? I don’ t know anymore. However, being ‘unfriended’ this morning really hurt. So I took a Xanax. It’s kicking in. So I will ignore it and read a book. Books are safe. On the internet I am in a “little box”. Read my poem “little boxes” and you’ll understand and I bet you will go read a book too.

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Not for sale

Sneaky telemarketers keep calling me. To sponsor this site. Put higher on search engines. Or buy domain! I am not trying to make money. This site is simply for me to deal with life. Life is hard and painful. People need to vent,communicate, heal. My body, mind, domain, blogs, thoughts are not for sale. They are free

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Out to lunch

I’d like to talk with a supervisor. He is out to lunch. I’d like to file a complaint. No one’s going to read it. I think the doc was wrong. You can’t prove it. I’m pretty sure someone is telling a lie. (They always do.)…I’m starting to think my opinion does not matter. (honey, it never has, and never will) So how do I leave my mark? Show that I care? How do I matter and teach others? (Fine. Exactly-How can I help you?) I’m sorry, I’m out to lunch.

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HAPPY 4TH OF JULY

Happy 4th, America! It’s been a few hundred years; and we’ve improved a bit. End to slavery. Women’s suffrage. A whole lot more equality. This year, America, you finally put an end to this ‘gays can’t marry’ bs. Unfortunately, we still have lots more prejudice, bigotry, and sexism and racism issues to battle; but you’re doing great, America! Not such a great day for the British history books. Or the native American history books or…- but;hey,we did pretty good this year. I am proud to be an American. I hope you are too. But lest we not forget our sins, America. Maybe someday we can just be ‘humanity’ instead of a ‘country’. But WE are getting there…enjoy your freedom!

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Who are you?

Passing law school; does not a lawyer make. You must pass the bar. Being an English teacher does not a scholar make. You ain’t got no grasp on grammar. Prescribing medications does not a doctor make. You forgot I have m.s. and anxiety; and I might carry a gun. (not such a good doctor now,huh?) Being kind; does not a friend make. You forgot my birthday and don’t answer the phone. Reading poetry; does not a poet make. You have never written one. Helping without a ‘thank you’; does a hero make. Grace before pride; does a spiritual man make. Thinking before you speak; does a wise man make. Breathing; does not a life make. You must LIVE.

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Today or Tomorrrow, Never yesterday

I humbly ask; to play this game fair.
I don’t know the rules, and who wins; I don’t care.
You can go first, or you can goo last.
It matters not. Already a thing of the past.
No one knows what the future holds.
Some players think so; if they are so bold.
They think it matters; status, money, or strife.
the harder they battle, they lose at life.
Whom invented this game? God, Devil, or man.
Creation? Evolution? Maybe aliens ran;
Away with our genes. Our hearts. Our souls.
Winning was never one of the goals.
For years they might have watched and listened.
Only to find they lost sight of the mission.
Always starts with good intentions.
The road to Hell is paved with such mentions.
If not God, aliens, man, Devil; than who?
Whom would conjure this mess, and leave us what to do?
Either beauty, destruction, a horrible mess.
What if the game is really a test?!
Will you go first? As I am scared to play.
Maybe tomorrow, but not today.
Take a deep breath; in and out.
Remember this game; you can do with out.