we’ll be parasocial (enjoy one-sided emotional relationships).
practice ineffective communication
swim the algorithmic swamp
speak insurance language
soak in social exhaustion
trigger and be triggered
relish anti-affordability
do the bare minimum
embrace a conspiracy
manage our topics
accrue aura points
enjoy resenteeism
take the rage-bait
overuse backlash
seem authentic
explore AI sex
digitally clash
be bias blind
scroll away
rage-farm
deepfake
Job hugg
glow up
buy gas
ick date
go viral
resist
drip
.
.
Songs for this:
NOT CUTE ANYMORE by ILLIT
Who Knows by Daniel Caesar
To be truly, fully present
Of consciousness and
answering why we are here,
These studies are a promising field of research
Yet by powerful backlash
research has halted
For severe depression and PTSD
Universities use micro-doses of psylocibin
Derived from mushrooms
It lowers stress and doesn’t
cause hallucinations
Follow up studies show dramatic improvement
of conditions not previously responsive
to conventional medications and therapies
This chemical is still widely banned
Except for a few controlled studies
Underway at accredited, renowned medical
and psychiatric departments
at major universities
When popular conventional
therapies prove ineffective
the 60’s and 70’s proved a fertile ground
for those seeking help
New age treatment called Primal Therapy,
When religious cults such as love Guru’s
Hare`Krishna mantras, Buddhist chants
of Nam-Myoho-renge-kio or being shakabukued
or Hollywood fix its— for anxiety’s
mental illness failed,
Came the psychotherapists
and the latest Primal Scream Therapy
new and experimental, so-called Hollywood therapists
took it to levels unimaginable and a bit too far
and should have never been licensed!
The diabolical discriminations
life made me witness,
threw me in the depths of being a
disgusted stranger,
all supposed earthly beauties floats by
I could care less,
same goes for the ineffective utterances of
bush, mountain and manger.
(16.03.2025)
Imperfect indifferent ineffective Ivan Inglebritzen
Was wistfully, wildly, wantonly weird at work.
Not indispensable, but rather despicable, desperate and diabolical.
Cautious co-workers candidly discussed dozens of Ivan’s idiotic decisions.
Determined to alert Alvin, our alluring but not attentive boss.
Bernie, Beaver and Betty bellowed about his shoddy shortcomings.
Providing proof of Ivan’s problematic predictably imperfect performances.
astute assessments failed on prideful, persnickety, president Alvin.
asinine attempts at preventing Ivan from essential employment a bust.
These three did not know that Ivan was Alvin's caustic cousin.
Alvin kept him, not wanting him to crash on his cushy comfortable couch.
My pockets cry loud for your daily presence,
To buy me fanciful cars and build me big mansions are your essence,
My shoulder aches when rubbed against those of others in your absence,
I beg to have you so as to clear evil thoughts out of my conscience.
I labour day and night so that you won't come to my home as a temporary guest,
I desire you a comfortable sit in my home so as not to put your stay to guess,
I am ready to rebuke anythìng that may provoke you to vex,
Because with your presence in my life I will even get good value for my mess.
The coolness of your friendship my heart fervently desires,
Because of you the muscles of my hand makes my face perspire,
Many times your powerful shield had been my own messiah,
Your support makes ineffective all what my enemies gather together to conspire.
Even when I know only you can't bring me all my needed peace of mind,
But you are still important in showing me the way to where joy is easier to find,
Since success and blessings and greatness are also of your kind,
That's why I beg you to come bring the glue for you all to together smugly bind.
THREE STEPS
We’re getting close to when the bubble may burst
But hold on a moment, that is not even the worst
As now there’s no chance left of it being reversed
Do they know we are approaching a critical stage
Imminent grief no comforting words can assuage
One thought, one decision, one act
Tensions have been slowly building for some time
The melody’s off, that for so long’s been sublime
Discordant, and somehow the words don’t rhyme
Moving toward an outcome that nobody sought
With weak intentions that have come to naught
One fantasy, one possibility, one fact
It needed management with a strategic direction
Little tolerance for merely exposing imperfection
Intervention is critical and with timely correction
A scared team, with the fear seen on their faces
Ineffective, shuffling around and changing places
One ignored, one retired, one sacked
Wanting blindly, even good
Seldom have few understood
Is ineffective
If one's doing's misdirected
Be the gentle heart well-guided
Not with eyes that are short-sighted
But mindful and wide
Else be intention misapplied
People are sharing in the company “chat”
Way too much information
Things others are reading, they should not know
Sometimes bullying co-workers.
Often hostile messages.
Totally unprofessional.
I am more experienced.
Have learned the hard way more times than the others.
Because I am seasoned.
All written text can and will be misinterpreted.
If you have a beef, pick up the phone and call that person.
Better yet, go see them.
Talk to them belly to belly.
The most ineffective communication is text and email.
Worse, they have proof and can show it around.
No. She's not an angel;
Of this I am certain.
For she is very much a mortal
and seeks no other identity.
She's only human
She's just a woman
I love her. She loves me.
Of this I am certain
Moreover, from where I sit, neither
hypocrisy nor selfishness exists.
On the contrary, she models purity
of purpose and exemplifies Truth.
Her love for others is deep.
She's strong and she is weak.
Her strength defies her weakness,
rendering it limited and ineffective.
Yes. She is a saint;
Of this I am certain;
For she is a par above
and highly connected to God.
Both her tears and her laughter
exude a captivating aroma with a
divine fragrance that compels me
to give attention and high regard.
And I? I am blessed to be her husband.
She's God's gift to me above all others.
I have been married to her for 50-plus years.
Valentine '24 will be our 54th Valentine together.
It's early in the morning and she's never been to bed,
swirling and twirling words are circling in her head..
She wishes to peel back time and live days in reverse.
She wonders if this life has been a gift or a curse.
Too many days filled with anxiety and dread.
Resilience was her brilliance people always said.
A series of ineffective meds falling short of intervening,
those troubling thoughts, keep bubbling up, steaming.
Incapable of moving on. It's too great a task.
There's so much comfort living with the ghosts of her past.
The days of our discontent
The rain had fallen sharply and heavy flooding roads
fields had become lakes, and cars looked like toys thrown
away by an unrestrained boy child.
From the inside looking out, the sea is calm and subdued
by the cold that makes the sun as ineffective as yesterday’s
horseshoe on a smithy’s floor.
The forecast is more rain, just as well, the water reservoirs
are after a long rainless period, almost empty, should
tells us o that future wars will be about water, not oi
The wind that blew brought Sahara’s sits on the window sill
yet it is better to swallow gritty sand than smell cordite
from an unjust war that thaws the ice on the ground.
Our hears ran over in sympathy for those who fled the war
we opened our homes and wallets and nailed their banner
on our masts and proudly displayed our love.
As the ghost of inflation sat in, our goodwill struggled rigidly
wallets are empty as a market trader’s leather pouch
their banner no longer hangs on flag posts; we are tired.
Things that Do Not Work in a Classroom or an Office
eye roll
ineffective
sarcasm
even less effective
yelling
They do not notice; they hear it at home
shaming
this teacher or manager needs a new career
Careful Ling Phong Dam from old Siam
Used the latest latex diaphragm
It was ineffective,
Most likely defective
For the son of Ling Phong Dam, I am.
Written March 22, 2022
Our society may be crumbling before our eyes
As foundational structures change dramatically,
Families are not cohesive units as they used to be
Seldom we experience those extended family ties.
Sunday church attendance is at an all-time low;
Non-religious stats show fewer people in the pews
And the news media is often less news than views,
Amusement parks are the Sunday “in” places to go.
Educational systems are constantly under attack
By parents who want control over what is taught
As COVID rages, new teaching methods are sought
And our healthcare systems are sadly out of whack.
Our federal government is an ineffective nightmare
With partisan divisiveness the order of the day,
So, honorable leaders don’t want to enter the fray
And larger numbers of citizens polled no longer care.
Since the mid-nineties, we’ve been seeing gloom
Talk of zombies, disasters, killings, even Apocalypse
The economy always seeming to teeter on collapse
It’s hard not falling into the habit of predicting doom.
written January 15, 2022
The strategies that worked just a week ago.
Now are unhelpful as my fear decides to flow.
And so do my thoughts which are no longer churning out reality.
Just a while back- music would spur normality.
But now the notes haunt me, like laughter that evolves.
From friendly laughter, to crowing crowds that refuse to absolve.
The ways I studied in order to cope.
Are now ineffective as my mind is sloped.
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