Damsel in Distress
October 1, 2009 at 12:33 pm | Posted in 1 | 7 CommentsThere was a damsel
In distress
Or was it just a dirty dress
She couldn’t eat
She couldn’t pray
She really didn’t know what to say
I met her on the street one day
And took her to the hospital right away
The ER nurse was quite a bore
But the young doctor on duty
Was something more
My hair is falling out, she sobbed and cried
There’s been a nuclear war and everyone died
The doctor sighed
A psychiatrist was called to see her
This damsel in the dirty dress
It was
Two hours later
Your brain is accessing the wrong thought
He told her
For whatever reason, havoc is being wrought
Apon your thought
The hair falls out
Quite natually so
But not by war, he swore
She smiled and trusted his confident demeanor
The pills would make her mind a bit keener
He’d say
And then took her away
For a stay
Well I was happy
Just to leave her
But I saw her later
Maybe six months or so
The same dirty dress
But now she was thinking
Like all the rest
Of us I guess
I have to wonder and believe me its confusing
Are the Buddhists correct when they call life illusion
When consciousness shifts to another awareness
What thoughts can we access to explain the weirdness
A guide would be nice
And I saw it thrice
On Kung Fu the show
I have to go
I bid her farewell
She waved me goodbye
My damsel in distress
With the dirty dress
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Dear reader,
I have these three items posted, but I intend to work on editing them as soon as I learn more about all the vocabulary, like tags, modules, and whatnot, to do that. It will be baby steps, baby steps.
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Comment by A Majority of One— October 1, 2009 #
Hi,
It was brought to my attention some confusion. A Majority of One is my handle that I use for making comments on blogs. S. A. Adams is my pen name for all my prose and poetry posted now on this blog. Sorry.
Comment by A Majority of One— October 1, 2009 #
One can always find a magic pill
at The Funny Farm. It’s a dirty,
silly business, wee damsel.
If life is an illusion, so is death.
Apparently there’s a place where
neither one comes into to play.
I’ll see you there someday,
and we can get weird
together, okay?
Comment by Uncle Tree— October 3, 2009 #
There’s a place where the electron stays just far enuf away from the proton, lest, ….. things get weird.
You always make me smile, you writer you.
Comment by A Majority of One— October 3, 2009 #
Crazy is the natural order of the universe!
Comment by anuindi— October 5, 2009 #
Dear apple blossom,
I think you just stated the Chaos Theory of Relativity. But don’t ask me. I dropped out of calculus class when those little mathematical symbols started coming out of the Ether instead of off the blackboard.
Comment by A Majority of One— October 5, 2009 #
To Black Hattitude, Thanks for your kind remarks. I’m sorry I couldn’t post them, but I don’t know enuf about this blogging stuff yet. I see your site is mostly in French and dot org and it came in under spam to me. Maybe I will understand more in the future. I’m glad you like my writing.
Comment by mysticreveries— October 18, 2009 #