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Puppet

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Tied up with strings,
No will of its own.
To its master it clings,
Down to the bone.

Shaped like a man,
But dead inside.
No life, no plan,
Nothing to provide.

An Unexpected Price to Pay

I recently had the wooden stairs at home replaced to concrete.

It had cracks at the support, and while it still functions, the risk of it collapsing gets higher as the days go on.

I had the wife handle the project as she is very meticulous with these home improvement projects.

The other day, (June 20), most of it is complete already. The tile work and painting were finished. We are just waiting for the railing, which according to the contractor, will still take some time.

Before the repair of the stairs were done, I had to move the TV (49″ smart tv) from the living room into our bedroom to protect it from the construction works, as it was placed in front of the stairway.

Procrastinating Again

I have a lot of things to do… and yet, here I am… crafting up a blog post. Haha…

Wisdom to the Unwilling

It can be very exhausting giving wisdom to those not willing to learn from you. It’s like talking to a brick wall. Pointless.

I do not assume, nor claim to be very wise. Frankly, most of the time, I can be plain and stupid with my decision-making and thought processes. However, I believe that a good and proper discussion can lead to good results. If my knowledge, logic and reasoning stands true after much scrutiny, then it could be correct. If it collapses, then it may be false.

Dial Down The Depression

Dial down the depression,
It’s getting too obvious.
And as expected,
A cause is fabricated.

So dial down the depression,
It’s useless.
Nothing will happen,
It’s pointless.

Numb

It all take a bit of getting used to
And the pain will no longer hurt.
It takes a bit of effort,
Then it will blur and fade.

I can’t feel.
I mustn’t.
I must be tough
Like steel.

It’s how I can protect myself,
From all the insanity around me.
From all the things thrown at me,
So I can still be myself.

Is this supposed to be normal?
Do all of you live in fear?
Fear for my every move,
And the consequences near?

Endure, I must, I should not falter.
Outlive, outlast, it does not matter.
Surive, I will, hope for the better.
Or die trying, damn this letter.

Turmoil

In my mind, a tempest brews,
I cannot focus.
The whats, the ifs, the hows,
Clash against each other.

I cannot be calm.
For each step I take can bring harm.
Nothing is safe.
Nothing is sacred.

I am but a husk.
Living, but empty.
Going through the motions of the mundane.
Chaos is a tide I must ride.

There is no order,
There is no rhyme.
There is no reason,
Only danger.

Danger for my self,
Danger for my person,
Danger for my possession,
Danger for my future.

But I must endure.
I will not let this suffering win.
To die is to lose.
To live is to go on in spite.

I must stay still,
For the mind is swirling,
In chaos, never ending
I will…

Not Safe

I have found that the only safe place for me is my own head.

I cannot speak, it can be heard.
I cannot write, it can be read.

It can be frustrating, it can be annoying, but it’s better safe than sorry.

Trying to Be Sane

I have eyes on me,
Watching my every move.
I cannot close them,
For if I do, hell breaks lose.

Worse than walking on eggshells,
Always feeling anxious.
Exhausting,
Tiring.

I want this all to end.

Big brother is watching.
Big brother is watching.
Big brother is watching.
When will it end?

It Was Good While It Lasted – No More Cartoon Network Art on Redbubble

I received an e-mail today from Redbubble.com, and it was a disheartening one…

Their licensing with Cartoon Network and Adult swim ended, and so, the licensed products they approved will no longer be available after January 31, 2022.