Wie ein Wirbelwind irren meine Gedanken, ganz ohne Schranken. Würd so gern wachsen, betrachtet werden oder mich einfach zur Ruhe begeben, doch in meinem Kopf sind andere Dinge die mich bewegen.
Immerzu kreisen meine Gedanken, ganz ohne Schranken. Die Hand, die mich von hinten umfasst, meinen Körper entlangstreicht und mich zu sich zieht, bis mein Gehirn sich keinen Ausweg mehr sieht. Mein Herz und mein Kopf sehnen sich nach Liebe und Geborgenheit, wie eine ungegossene Pflanze, die um Hilfe schreit. Die Tulpe, die sich nach nichts mehr sehnt als Zuwendung und doch wird sie als selbstverständlich angesehen und erfährt nur Schändung. Ja, so kreisen meine Gedanken, ganz ohne Schranken und ich wünsche dich zu mir, doch du bist nicht hier. Wo ich dich doch bräucht, wie die Tulpe die Sonne um zu entfalten ihre ganze Wonne.
May we be blessed as humans all across the world…
to stop fighting with our human sisters and brothers…
and put our collective talents and love together
In helping one another….
Imagine all the good we could do
Imagine our success…
If we all put our collective energies into fighting diseases
Like Alzheimers, Cancer and ALS.
If we as a human race..
helped protect our environment…our animals, our children
If we together fought climate change and poverty…
If we made sure every child could read
and made it our mission that everyone in the world…was free.
If we made a world-wide effort
To ensure hatred, prejudice and war would cease…
If all humans gathered together…
to create a world of everlasting peace.
voor CINDY ANSONG
Je eten is heerlijk
de pittigheid en hartige toevoeging
naar de schemering is een aangrijpende kreet
een gesloten lengte.
Als de nek van een giraf uit de wolken
die volledig tevreden is
Ik slaakte een geschrokken kreet
met een DANKJEWEL.
A moment in time frozen in my mind
a younger you standing at the cusp of summer
Wind in your hair, light in your eyes
that rippling laughter that gave itself away
to me, ...
Beneath two loving arms fleshy dough rose
as we gathered in the kitchen and spoke...
How I long today to hear your voice again,
while those busy hands showed me how
to knead and gather, your heart was full
of say...
Time has taken away your health, today
I wish I could stop the hour glass from sifting
ALS has taken its tole on you, Mary
bit by bit it is taking you away, from those you love
Oh how i wish that you could stay,
for forever and a day...
Frozen in my mind, like you were yesterday !
We've heard of ALS
as "Lou Gehrig's disease"
Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis
a cause to pray on our knees
But Lou Gehrig felt he was
"the luckiest man on earth"*
the Yankees, and his wife
the main reasons for mirth
Thankful for his life
though with illness cut short**
at ease in his disease
what an awfully good sport
(* regarding his farewell speech at Yankee stadium
** like in the Principle and Foundation of St. Ignatius of Loyola!) :)
Questions built the Pyramids,
Likewise the Internet and cable;
Questions sent men to the moon and beyond
And produced the multiplication tables.
Questions spanned the Golden Gate
And made the silent movies talk;
Questions yielded the printing press
And are helping wounded warriors walk.
Questions pit our intellect
Against the Bible's specious revelations,
Still, man continues to live in fear
Of a coveted but questionable salvation.
Questions will cure the common cold, in time,
As well as COVID, ALS, and cancer,
Intolerance, though, is an insidious disease
For which, I fear, there'll never be an answer.
In conclusion, let me leave you
With one simple but cogent notion:
Answers make the world go round,
Questions set the wheels in motion.
beautiful even in silhouette
i am an artist from paper to pen
you inspire my desire like the calmness of a friendly fire
a breath of fresh air you are
you take my hand as i shed tears for my First Love
ALS has no mercy on one who was born weaker
her decline was a spoiled wine in the middle of a burning pine
the greatest teacher she was
i give God Praise for the gracious goodness of your understanding
you kiss the last tear running down my cheek and i immediately feel better
the Weaver obliterated each deceiver that results in i being her greatest believer
gladly proving me wrong she has done
i buy only gold glitter so that all that glitters is gold
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if opposites attract then would opposite not attract the same
Als well has dried up but it it lasted a while
unfortunately he fell in it and died didn't end well
not in love but my head is still over my heels
when life gives you lemons squirt them in its eye who wants lemons
always get out of my bed at the bottom
so i can punch anybody that says i got out the wrong side
see if you count in half seconds is that a waste of time
if all the worlds a stage
wheres the exit
i don't seem myself
then why the are you telling me
I miss you
I miss her more than words could say
I couldn't even look at her the same way
Her skin lost of life... dull and pale
It felt like a horrible fairy tale
ALS took her from me too soon
While I was looking at the bright blue moon
I prayed to God to not take her from me
I just wanted to run away and flee
Showing her my love through sign language
I could hardly even manage
missing her more every day
For her to be unable to say
The words she wanted to express
All the sadness, hurt, and stress
I thought I had her for longer
But I never thought to wonder
What it would be like without her
I love you more than I ever showed
I know you are up in heaven looking down below
At this world that was once much brighter
You were a very tough fighter
Wer hat die Welt für unsere Seelen so fremd gemacht?
Wo sind sie hin, die Nächte die uns Verständnis brachten?
Wo die Tage, die Mitgefühl in unsere Gemüter flüsterten?
Wie wussten wir es, dass jeder Rausch zu Ende geht.
Wie wenig haben wir uns gewehrt?
Nun ist sie da - diese Welt:
Mit Menschen, die einem Schlachtplan gleichen,
stumm und beinah´ ohne Zweifel;
an etwas glauben, das ohne Mitempfindungen
sich als Nächstenliebe tarnt.
Nun sind sie durch Nebensächlichkeiten berauscht
und in der Unwirklichkeit stundenlang zu Haus´.
Ich fragte zu Beginn „Wer hat die Welt für unsere Seelen so fremd gemacht?
Nun weiß ich´s: es waren immer nur wir selbst.
i must
apologize
for firstly my
eyes grew
older then
my body
i've seen
them go
from dark
military
rims all
during
the nineteen
sixties until
late seventies
when allowed
to pick out a
wire frame
then a two
year attempt
to wear or
i should write
put in contacts
but i lost contact
with the fact
that they
weren't
glasses
but back
to now i'm
wearing
glasses
though
supposedly
fashionable
they with age
are
now
bifoc
als
FIRST NAME
Te T tered experiences that stem within our being
Va R iating interest accordingly links us, implying accomplishment
Br U sh up of our trades supports us to encourage one another
Ch E ss diversions intensify our maneuvering
Ca F feine keeps us sculptured to be at our utmost best
Fo R bearers are distinct from us, as we share kindred souls
Co I nhered universal characters demonstrate our mirth
St E llar so-called quality of us remains immeasurable
Ha N dshakes transpires being extremely numerous to calculate
Me D als, trophies and other embellishments match our cases
LAST NAME
Al T ogether, we intertwine as a class
Bo O ks on bookshelves standing tightly in a row
Ar B oretums unifies the similarity of the spores
Sc O rpions collectively as a group is called a nest or bed
An N alists combine events of any particular year
Ba D men are those who do evil tied to a gang
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I'm the luckiest man on earth, Lou Gehrig had said
Two months later, the greatest Yankee was dead
Gehrig suffered from ALS, a fatal disease
He peered beyond the pain, his words a fresh breeze
Dandelions are in short supply the news station warned us.
If you have not had your immunizations it might be too late.
There is a limited supply since people started to eliminate
dandelions from their yards.
A wise group of millennials figured out that dandelion oil
is a fast cure for some cancers, shingles, and ALS.
The doctors vaccinated the sports stars first.
The movie stars were next.
How soon do you think the vaccine will get to us?
Cousin Heb asked me.
Not sure, I replied, but we have dandelions in our yard.
Maybe it would help speed things up if I donated them.
I called the dandelion dream team and told them about my yard.
They were there in a day and a half, grabbing up dandelions
The way eight-year-olds grab up colored Easter eggs.
Here is a receipt for 6, 132 dandelions, the driver told me.
A check will be mailed shortly.
I do not want a check, I want the vaccine, I told him.
Sure, sure, he said, nodding his head, pretending to agree.
I have called their headquarters eight times this week.
I guess the answer is that commoners are not getting the vaccine.
If I could eradicate a disease would it be shingles, cancer or ALS?
All good causes, but here is the test.
Which one kills the most children in a slow, horrible way?
I have to say let’s eradicate cancer now. Caring not what we would have to pay.
I keep hearing rumours that the world already has the cure but is keeping it secret.
As a cure would eliminate so many jobs.
If this is true, then our world is more diabolically dirty than I ever hoped to imagine.
I have to keep faith that the rumour is false.
It is the only way I can bear it….
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