Details in the Masterpiece

As I sit quietly, looking up

Staring at the pin pricks of light

Through the comfort blanket of night

Shrouding this world of ours

 

I consider my place, my time

In this ocean of existence

And I feel exhilarated, excited

I am alive, I am stimulated

 

Why should I feel small?

Being part of the bigger picture

I feel connected to all alive

All that are no longer alive

 

Why should anyone feel out of place?

We may be individual, only one of me

But I’m proud to be part of us

The Human Race!

 

We are details in this masterpiece

That makes it so

The single pages in the book

Without them it can’t be read

 

Sometimes violent and disgusting

Sometimes sad and inconsolable

And sometimes beautiful

Beyond imagination

 

We stand together

Lest we forgot

All will be lost

Not an option, not on my watch!

 

Copyright © JRFC August 2019
Image from Pixabay

Autumns Children

They are born to the autumns chilled winds

Sun sparkles light their bright eyes

Their skin as pale as the morning’s frost

She helps tend the flora

He protector of fauna

Spreading love and joy

They dance, sing and provide for all

Before winters long sleep

Copyright © JRFC September 2019
Image from Pixabay

Happy Smile

Happy smile is back on my face

Back again with the human race

I breathe out a sigh

Back up on a high

Prettify

And embrace

 

While life feels good the little things

Raises the heart on feathered wings

Blurred vision has gone

Sing with a new song

Bang a gong

Small blessings

 

Depression hides, enjoy the day

For now my blues have gone away

I say a small prayer

Let my soul repair

My welfare

Holiday

 

It will return, no doubt of that

And I’ll have my usual spat

But for now I’m good

Love life, as I should

My selfhood

And that’s that

 

Copyright © JRFC August 2019
Image from Pixabay

Therapeutic Ramblings

HatterSo as the title says, this is me and a kind of journal entry ‘forward slash’ mentalist bumf. I’ve been particularly good lately in part due to a great motivational video I watched on the good ole WWW. It was one of those TED talks that quite frankly never really appealed to me until my Manager (oh Yes) put me onto them and I have enjoyed quite a few… Redirect to JOY.

The last week or so unfortunately has set off a few triggers of mine and I’ve been struggling with some unnecessary issues… Redirect to Voices.

I’m not going into the detail here, after all you don’t deserve to have you’re day put down, so I’ll give a quick appraisal via some bullets; who doesn’t like a list (tee hee).

  • Family; or to be more specific daughter
  • Recent rantings on Social Media
  • Transport; that is my fffffffffing car
  • Lack of writing time (say whaaat)
  • My health; yes I’m a fat bastard again
  • General country politics; blaaah
  • And on and on and on

Now I know what you’re thinking. Any normal person would be saying “Wos up Dude, this is life, chillax” or words to that effect. But no, no; to us nutters this is the doomsday clock ticking ever closer to Armageddon. Oh yes my friends the horsemen of the apocalypse are about to put in a special performance and the final curtain will come down on the world.

Not easy to come back from that eh; well we do. Although I’m trying to have some fun with this, I kid you not when I say I’m not exaggerating when I tell you this small list can get quite out of hand.

You know what makes it better though: this. This ability, this opportunity just to ramble. The ability to have a moment of your time while I clear my head and look at a different list. A list that a friend told me about once, it’s my list of ten things, just ten simple things that put a smile on my face.

Genuinely, I have found that trying to remind myself of the little things, the good things, the happy things, yes Happy, really does work!

Oh and not forgetting some great fucking meds HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHH!!!

Sorry peeps lost it for a second there, so until next time when normal service will resume (just give me a couple of days to recover from this); tutty bye xx.

 

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My Special Guest tonight is…

Charlotte Brontë and Life

Born in 1816 in Thornton, England she was a novelist, poet and the eldest of the three sisters. Although she unfortunately experienced the early deaths of her siblings she survived into adulthood and her novels became classics of English literature including of course Jane Eyre.

So why did I chose this one, well I’ve been through some rough times just like Brontë and so many others of you out there. Lately though, I’ve been quite well. ‘Things’ have been okay, with a little holistic persuasion and I hope this has been seen in some of my posts lately. I’m actually content with life at the moment.

“Okay who are you and what have you done with the Mush!” I hear you shout.

Don’t worry, I’m still the grumpy so-and-so you’ve all come to know and love but for now though I’m quite… Happy!

So for your enjoyment from a Happy Chappy:

Life

Life, believe, is not a dream
So dark as sages say;
Oft a little morning rain
Foretells a pleasant day.
Sometimes there are clouds of gloom,
But these are transient all;
If the shower will make the roses bloom,
O why lament its fall?
Rapidly, merrily,
Life’s sunny hours flit by,
Gratefully, cheerily
Enjoy them as they fly!
What though Death at times steps in,
And calls our Best away?
What though sorrow seems to win,
O’er hope, a heavy sway?
Yet Hope again elastic springs,
Unconquered, though she fell;
Still buoyant are her golden wings,
Still strong to bear us well.
Manfully, fearlessly,
The day of trial bear,
For gloriously, victoriously,
Can courage quell despair!