May. 10, 2022

Unsettling

Just when you think things couldn’t get any worse, they do. Each horrific scenario is competing for air space and trying to grab our nanosecond attention span. It would and should seriously disturb our equilibrium. But it doesn’t so long as we are not directly impacted. Our psychic survival requires us to be in denial for as long as we can. This was also my experience when I was young in the early fifties. We were poor, relying on jobs which were tentative, scraping a weekly wage and hoping it would continue. My Ma’s escape, and so mine was the cinema, as it was for so many people and I was sharply reminded of that very recently. It triggered this piece. Read enjoy pass it on and send feedback.

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Clíodhna

10.05.2022 21:28

Well captured. I know the feeling so well! For me it was and still is books... the pinker the better.

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25.11 | 22:15

Grief is experience through the mundane. Simple but powerful. The accompanying image really compliments the poem.

07.11 | 11:14

Hi Peter,

A great observation! Social media can be a scary place... I also need to reduce my time there

Hugs,

John.x

06.11 | 16:24

A great one, Peter, in the context you describe. I don't read social media myself, I doubt my equilibrium could stand it. 'The balance of his mind disturbed' yes, I think it would be.

06.11 | 15:59

Yes, gossip is a weapon of mass destruction.

In my business as well as personal life I have zero tolerance.

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