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i feel i can no longer remain silent

don't answer
listen
never listen
an apology
is an excuse
never mind
time wasted
and i beg your pardon
a common misunderstanding
quite forgotten
eyes out
pearls of no wisdom
all eyes forward
complete attention
the way of the flesh
and the way of all things
is that understood?
all that noise
and jolly promise
no evil in that
no bad intentions
no ill will
and feeling no pain
no more
and i thought-
that is to say-
say no more
poisonous aching unknown
don't answer
it is what it is
suck it up
keep in it check
a momentary lapse
of reason
of judgment
and nothing
of consequence
a crazy scheme
a fool's errand
don't break the chain
don't break the silence
say nothing
forget it
that is all.

Comments

Siv Maria said…
Nice let me guess...problems in love? Hope your Sunday is pleasant and relaxing, void of all excuses :)
flora_mundi said…
actually, love is one of the few areas where i'm not having problems at the moment. this was just inspired by thinking of a couple of situations where i felt i desperately wanted to speak up but, for various reasons, felt that i couldn't. thanks for reading!

as long as you're here, why not read more?

jihadvertising?

i keep seeing this ad for tictac candies:



am i the only one who finds the suicide bomber clown at the end a little unnerving? all the nice natural things like the bunny and the [extinct] woolly mammoth and the fruit get devoured by a trying-to-appear-nonthreatening-but-obviously-psychotic clown who then blows himself up. congratulations, tictac, i think this ad has landed you on about a dozen watch lists.

oh and by the way, showing me that your product will somehow cause my stomach to explode in a rainbow of wtf makes me believe that doing consuming tictacs would be a worse dietary decision than the time i ate two raw eggs and a half a bottle of hot sauce on a dare.

mental health mondays :: pop quiz

those of you who are friends of mine on facebook [that might look a little weird to those of you seeing this post on facebook] may have seen my weekly "sunday quiz time", where i just ask random questions in the name of stimulating conversation. after doing that this week, i ended up taking a very wide variety of quizzes on mental floss, which made me a little smug about my knowledge of geography and a little rattled about my knowledge of the finer points of grammar. [i want to say, in my defense, that the one grammar quiz i found was really f**king hard. is that last sentence grammatically correct? i don't know. i have no confidence in my grammar anymore.]

i got so into answering questions about just about anything that i thought it might be fun to apply that format to mental health mondays. i've already done links to quizzes about various mental disorders and how to tell if you have them [i think it turned out i had all of them], but i wanted to do a special set of…

i agree, smedley [or, smokers totally saved our planet in 1983]

so this conversation happened [via text, so i have evidence and possibly so does the canadian government and the nsa].

dom and i were trying to settle our mutual nerves about tomorrow night's conversion screening, remembering that we've made a fine little film that people should see. which is just about exactly what dom had said when i responded thusly:

me :: i agree smedley. [pauses for a moment] did you get that here?

dom :: no?

me :: the aliens who were looking at earth and then decided it wasn't worth bothering with because people smoked even though it was bad for them?
come to think of it, that might mean that smokers prevented an alien invasion in the seventies.

dom :: what ?!?!?

me :: i've had wine and very little food. [pause] but the alien thing was real. [pause.] well, real on tv.

dom :: please eat something.

of course, i was wrong. the ad in question ran in 1983. this is the part where i would triumphantly embed the ad from youtube, except that the governmen…