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Sometimes I literally can't get to what I plan, attempt, want, even need. Bits of me don't work. The gates that allow the mind and body to coordinate are closed. For all I know they die but are rebuilt. I wasn't made to be caged, or more I was made to find the way through. In time I do. But with so much damage, I am forced to be too slow to be useful and my path has been incoherent. Even still, when barred by dead doors and the screams of warning I push on, sometimes possibly wasting time trying to go through where it is barred. Stubborn, intent, forceful, sometimes wrongheadedly. It's better than giving up.
Pieces of the Mind
walking through the halls
barred ~ dead flesh, wails of dying-
warrior's heart forward
Life has improved but I still run into roadblocks, I am still slow. Memories to broken body to even dead flesh bar the way yet. Closer, though, to being whole, or as whole as mortals can get. Aging while I heal, the race is more heated than ever if it is more a turtle than hound race.
As I think of past loves, and understand what I see, I realize some things that are inconvenient for all parties involved. When a woman is right, if she pushes it before I am ready, I go wrong and stick with it. It is a point and I will not be denied. Only in surrender and true passivity can a woman find the peace and righteousness, at least with me though probably with the world as well, that many say they adore. It is, in the home, better to be wrong and king than right and whipped. Other men have their own take. To be honest, I have had better loves than most men seem to know. Why, then, not married? No children from the women who could have filled that spot. I was careful, perhaps, on top of it. Careful to choose women who could not bear, if fate played it's part as well. A trick somewhat of my own devising, which worked exactly as it wasn't supposed to, because I knew too much too soon. This song just... hits that spot, fills the void, answers those questions. Then again, I think women try to game the system to get the wrong answer, whether to make themselves into martyrs or because they have an ugly side as powerful as my own. Not for me to ever truly know, or... at the least not yet.
Right to Be Wrong
she demands a yes-
NO, and unquestionably!
It's good to be king
Just... fiddling while Rome burns. Get on your way. Go, do. You know the way by now. Choose wisely.
Good day.
I certainly have a king in my house that demands his will be done at all times. He won't accept a no either.. He's pushy to boot..
ReplyDeleteflippin' male cat, tsk ..
Oh, and I laugh about it at times. And I sympathize with the women folk a bit. But, from what I have seen, in my experience, it just works better. Choosing a minor wrong to manage the greater good is just the only way to maintain order. Which is why I am for capital punishment as well, actually.
ReplyDeleteI won't go too much further into it, just that... every time I have let a woman run the show I did it to escape out the back door while she was busy drawing up plans. While I kept her it was much better for all involved, like it or not, for me to be boss. And... I didn't always like it. It's... lonely at the top, more so when you have to make the hard, even knowingly wrong, decisions.
Urhm, your a mom though, you know this thing, if at your level. Friendship is nice, responsibility to your social, civil, familial duty is primary, or should be. Difficult with the youngest though, isn't it? *youngest* Woot! :p