NO WAY!!!

Words echo up and down the dark corridor but as usual in a place like this, it means nothing. They’re simply vibrations in the air, bouncing off the walls like waves swelling, over lapping each other in their rush to wash ashore in the push and pull of the moons gravity. She could hear the strange screaming detached from her, as though from a distance, yet she also knew it was her own voice.

 

GET OFF ME!!!

 

Claustrophobic is a word. Unable to move, no matter how hard she tried – panic rising, rising like bile in her throat threatening to choke… can’t… breathe… GET… OFF… MEEEEE!!

 

A prick in the arm, stinging sensation, hands and bodies pinning her down, suffocating, panic, panic, then…………

 

Drifting, flowing, the sensation was too real for her to describe. A feather tossed by the gentle spring breeze. Time blurred by as the rush of air threatened to steal her breath way. Peace. It was like none other. As a cool hand wipes the wet and fevered brow so does this quiet, caress the inferno within.

 Such violence.

Tearing, ripping, screaming, raging hidden within day and night. It was a gift - never remembering dreams - as she slept and slumbered under cover of night; a merciful gift indeed. But this place, this state of ‘who cares’ – wonderful beyond any thing a dream of hope could bring. Wonderful.

 

I hope I died. I hope this is forever. Or is this yet another dream left un-remembered?

 

Over and over he speaks to her with words that make meaning. Over and over again she chooses to breathe. To continue breathing is to continue hearing and so we do…

 

Some don’t understand the challenges of life I guess
But it’s okay; they too must live till death
The more we push away the more isolated we feel
Fear disguised as anger pours out
Loneliness endures for the separate ones
Stand alone

If that’s life then that’s exactly what it is
Ask a cat what it’s like being anything other than a cat
She will answer you ‘her’ version
From out of her cattiness she will tell you what she does not know
With angry words filled with fear
Her one and only perspective of life
She will scream at you – loneliness and fear

Expect nothing more - there is nothing more…

It would appear that some of my e-mail friends have a very acute sense of humour. I'm so glad they think I do too...

A woman sitting in an Adelaide restaurant suddenly began to cough. After a
 few seconds it became apparent that she was in real distress, and two
 locals, Kenzie and Brian sitting at the next table turned to look at her.
 “Kin ya swaller?” asked Kenzie.

 

The woman signalled 'No!' – desperately shaking her head.

“Kin ya breathe?” asked Brian.

 

The woman shook her head No!!!

With that, Kenzie walked behind her, lifted up the back of her dress, yanked
down her knickers and ran his tongue up and down the crack of her bum. This
shocked the woman into such a violent spasm that the obstruction flew out
of her mouth and she began to breathe again.

 

Kenzie swaggered back to his table and took a deep swig of his beer. Brian said in admiration…

 

“Ya know Kenzie, I'd heard of that bloody Hind Lick Manoeuvre, but that's the first time I ever seen somebody do it.”

*Giggles*