new blog

After a few years I have started a new blog. Guess I am tired of all the voices in my head. Or maybe I am lonely. Whatever it is guess it really doesn’t matter. 

I have been reading a lot Allen Ginsberg mainly and listening to jazz. 

Suppose it’s an escape. An escape from life at the moment. 

I am disillusioned. Scared, lol lonely. I don’t k is too many whatever’s to mention.

my husband has stage 4 colon cancer. Diagnosed in Sept 2019. It’s been 18 months of worry. I think maybe for the first time we may have a sign of relief.

I am so sick of Trump and politics. So sick of hearing about the trump cult lovers that think he was sent here by God. 

Disillusioned by religion. There I have said it. I believe in God bit have begun to dispose organized religion and all the hypocrisy that is involved.

since the George Floyd protests I have seen so many that I once respected really show their true colors with racism and Trumpism that I can not stand.

I mean where I grew up in Oklahoma I knew racism existed. I

jist didn’t know it still existed as much h as it ever did l. So disgusted I am is an understatement 

Jan 6

 

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Boredom

 

I must admit I am bored. Extremely bored. 

It’s like you find yourself so bored you watch a rain drop slowly roll down a windshield into a crooked line pattern.

Or stare at a tree across the way and wonder how many branches? Should I begin to count  them? How many other people from the past have just sat and stared at this old tree.

My mind is a jumble. Like all of these voices shouting wanting me to write about them. So many I don’t know where or what to start.

Where is the starting point?