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Today, it was announced that a Federal grand jury indicted all four of the former Minnesota police officers who were present at the murder of George Floyd. Derek Chauvin, of course, has already been convicted of the murder, since he took direct action to precipitate George Floyd’s death. The indictment charges all four of theContinue reading “Truth. No lie.”

I thought I had pretty much finished up with my writing prompt on food, but maybe there’s more (as I finish my ritual Rice Krispies bars and Hostess cupcake breakfast). I covered the weird obsessions about size, and weight, that came from the women in my family. I covered the sugar obsession, nay addiction) thatContinue reading “Appetite”

I am not down with OPP. Not down with other people’s problems. Tired of carrying shit that is not mine, doesn’t belong to me, not mine to be carrying. I’ve done that most of my life, and have finally come to realize fully that nobody is asking me to do that. If they are askingContinue reading “OPP (other people’s problems)”

Yesterday, I was feeling as though I have been a rock. Seriously. A low-frequency vibration that is mostly static, unyielding, stationary, constant. At the start of that association, I forgot about one of my long-time memories of a song by that name – “I Am A Rock”, by Simon and Garfunkel. It sums up quiteContinue reading “Music”

I’m still watching the volcano in Iceland. It’s very active, but is now on somewhat of a pulsing rhythm, quiet for a few minutes, then tossing its cookies high into the air in a fiery shower. Then quiet again. To be accurate, the “quiet” of which I speak is only the absence of lava spraysContinue reading “I was once a rock”

I started this on FaceBook this morning, after spitting out my coffee when I saw itch McConnell’s letter to the Department of Education about teaching “revisionist history” based on the 1619 Project. He is an evil little troll. I just saw Nikole Hannah-Jones (creator of the 1619 Project) on CNN talking about this. She correctlyContinue reading “The shock and awe phase”

I am thinking. Thinking about what I have robbed myself of, what parts of myself I have allowed to die. What i have not fed and watered, cared for, nurtured. One of my providers talks a lot about re-parenting myself, and my resistance to that amounts to…how can I re-parent myself in a healthy fashionContinue reading “I don’t know me”

Right about now, I’m feeling a bit…disconnected. I’m checking into the live feed from the Iceland volcano, which has been erupting for more than a month now. The lava has been shooting up more than 8k feet (2500m) every few minutes, and cameras have an eye on possible new vents and even new fissures. TheContinue reading “Right about now”

So, my writing prompt has to do with…fun. What is fun for me, and what have I done lately that is fun. Oh, yippee. I can be inordinately silly, and love to be laughing and silly with a group of people. I definitely feel more energized when I’m amongst a group of friends, and weContinue reading “Fun, or something”

Not feeling it today. Not feeling as though I can do this life thing. I’m not suicidal or anything dramatic like that, but feeling like – one more time – everybody else got the game guide, but I must have missed it somewhere along the line. I don’t know quite which move to make next.Continue reading “Lower, lower,…keep going”