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Life Is Mental Warfare

I'm up, I'm down, I'm confused, I'm lost. I find a way, just to get kicked down again. I finally fall in love..... with a broke man, twice a millionaire, hoping for, thrice a millionaire. Murphy's Law and the Fates, be damned! We will aspire, transpire, and rise above! Only to find ourselves.... in battle again, as always, in the game of mental warfare.

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Lea Pidgeon

Date: 6/23/2013 5:42:00 AM

And here it is, Rush Fan, 6/23/2013 and again I've been swept up in another game of mental warfare, not of my making. Unless we really do choose our own parents with each new incarnation. If that's the case, I must have been getting drunk while I was in limbo picking out my family.

Sara Kendrick

Date: 8/23/2012 3:32:00 PM

Interesting battle...Sara

Robert Zumbrunnen
Date: 6/11/2013 5:49:00 AM

A battle surely lost by fragging. The last line of that Rush song resonates hollowly: "And make it last." First read of this one in a long time and I was immediately struck by the use of the word "aspire". Aspiration without perspiration. As N. Peart said, "You won't get wise with the sleep still in your eyes no matter what your dream might be." and, of closer personal meaning "Sadder still to watch it die than never to have known it." When the heady odor of perspiration wafted heavily; an olfactory caress.

Lea Pidgeon
Date: 8/23/2012 4:28:00 PM

Yes it is, and is still going on. When I asked my grama what the meaning of life is, she told me it's one long learning experience, and if you do it right you will find a positive meaning even in the worst experiences. Re-reading this poem reminded me of a song by Rush "Ghost of a chance" Thank you for your comment, they mean a lot to me.