"well beyond the very human wish for an easy life, i wish for an honest life"

'

... they use my head to avoid slips... my sternum to perfect their upper cut




Monday, December 13, 2010

Calling a Code : A Code


Here's the deal -

There are entities in this world whom I would not consider human,

people

that are not worth a response
much less my anger .

Part of my nature is;

the benefit of a doubt


I give this way Too Much.

.

THIS is NOT ANGER

THIS IS YELLING

.


Ten Years ago

while in an "E thics Review" meeting at the Haws Pittil of the RED WOODTREE

UNder the gun of all these BIG Piss faces - only one of which was not because HE was my husband ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I was forced by these PISS heads to give the GO AHEAD to remove my ONLY SON from life support. ie --- the respirator BECAUSE THEY IN ALL THEIR WIS DOM DEEMED HIM

BRAIN

DEAD


.

There was only ONE OTHER person in THAT room
who at the time I had considered FRIEND

I NOW BELIEVE THIS NURSE MUST HAVE BEEN AN EVILL TWINN -- OH my SHerrI !!!!!!!!!!!! -

SINCE THERE SHOULD NOT BE ANY OTHER PERSON IN THIS WHOvill FUCED UP WORLD WHO KNOWS THAT WHAT I SAID IN THAT GUT-WRENCHING=HEART_BREAKING MOMENT IS -------------


" I FEEL LIKE I'VE BEEN IN A CODE ---- AND I JUST NEED TO GO IN THE BATHROOM AND CRY"

unless of course , THAT ROOM was Scotch-TAPED TOO.

Fuking Church of SKATIN -


STOP MOCKING THE TRAGEDIES OF MY LIFE FUKING- SUNNI BROOK-FARM- -STATIC 6

and I'll quit pretending I'm you, and calling my husband by your husbands name while pulling weeds in my full- of- fruit trees back yard
like I did yesterday
(kinda messes up your tapes - don't it)

.

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12/13/2010

spastics


This morning I kicked a Christmas tree. And all I really want to do now is go in the bathroom and cry. Sob actually really loud and messy. I am afraid that my cat that Paris the Genius Cat is going to die soon. He's not sick. He jumps around and is playful just like he's always been but he makes noises now when he sleeps and kind of shivers sometimes they feel like tiny cat seizures to me and his fur has lost its glossy and he stays so close to me it's like he's telling me something. I really can't bear it if anything happens to him not right now. He's an elder cat 15. His sister The Evil Orlando is 14 and she's as perky as a kitten. I think she may be sucking the life force out of Paris. Or I'm paranoid and worriful and sometimes there are better days than others and this isn't one of them.



So I guess what i'm saying is that I won't even GRACE

HORSE -PISS- MEDDLING

with a REPLY.



FUC- OFF

over the fence

EVES DROPPERS

You've crossed WAY too many lines
For WAY TOO LONG

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