Bitter Past to Indoor Plant Serial Killer
A lover eternally relives a tragedy
A woman relives her tragedies
Bitter Past (Martin verse)
Across the tears which formed a sea
Whose waves would shape a destiny
Of all that I have come to be
The dreams which used to keep me warm
Have drifted off and lost their form
Lost loneliness is now the norm
And run away from every storm
But there she was in front of me
Al I desired had taken form
Her happiness was now my norm
As by her side I’ll always be
We built a home and kept it warm
At sunset stroll a lovers’ sea
Such Joy had kissed our density
How could we see approaching storm
For tortured times which use to be
Forged murder in my destiny
Her blood became my endless sea
My bitter past comes back to me
Reality brings its justice to this Martin verse. Another example of an endless poem. This starts out a bit confusing. Then we have a love story. Everything seems to be going tenderly. From out of nowhere comes the last stanza. All of the sudden we have a murder on our hands. The last line is the same as the first. Poetic Justice. A murderer relives what could have been and the grim reality of a confusing eternity.
No, I didn't kill Arlene. Nor did I know anyone who did, kill their wive. But I did know Steve. Steve was a dare devil. He liked to climb tall buildings and parachute off of them. A hobby that often landed him in jail. There was a girl who was really crazy in love with Steve. She gave him a very comfortable and well kept home. She was very beautiful and dressed just for Steve. He was her life. She did everything for Steve. One night, after getting out of jail (again), Steve came home to find her gone. He then remembers what he had not heard all those times: her plea to stop his antics. He did but it was too late. She never came back. Every now and again, I'd run into Steve. We'd enjoy a beer at Schroeder's. He was doing quite well. He no longer climbs and jumps off of buildings. He misses her a lot. As well as he's doing. he tells me of a man who lost everything, because he would not hear.
Too often we take things for granted. It is a natural way of the brain to process what is going on.
The brain is a real wonder. But it cannot process everything around us every nanosecond. A fun example of this is take a picture of something. Then go back, to the picture, and see all the things that we didn't see before. One challenge is not to allow this to cover things we should be seeing, we should be hearing, we should be feeling. What is really important to us, not only now but in the future? What will we miss, not only now but in the future? Believe it or not, we can take in so much more. But first, let us take in, completely take in, those things that are important to us and Enjoy.
And now let's take a little trip: Benjamin Britten "Sea Interludes - Dawn"
Murder comes in many forms
According to researchers at Kansas State University, adding plants to hospital rooms speeds recovery rates of surgical patients. In fact house plants bring with them many benefits. Don't tell this to Natalie Tran, of community channel. She has problems of her own with house plants. I think that it is best if I let her explain.
If we think this is funny, their are actually people who can relate. "Indoor Plant Serial Killer"
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