November 27-B, 2022

There is no immunity,
and we spend a major portion
of our life
making our peace with our vulnerabilities.
Instability and uncertainty
are just how it is
upon the heaving waves
of the wine dark sea.

How are you coming with that?

It helps to whine, moan and complain.
Mope about
and wallow in depression and anxiety,
between bouts with fear and dread.

You can see why most of our life
is spent doing things 
that take our mind off our plight.

Thinking about all that can happen,
with no weapons 
and not enough resources 
to fend off the ghouls at the gate,
is exhausting and on-going.

Small wonder that we turn to
sex, drugs, alcohol and money
as relief from the monotony
of fretting and worrying
over being adrift without hope
with nowhere to hide.

Buying something else 
that won't help
is one of our favorite pastimes.

That and partying heartily,
finding some action
and passing a good time.

Give me a break from seeking a break!

Let me remind myself to trust myself
to deal with whatever comes up
the way I always have
and always will,
and to stop asking for trouble
by imagining all that could happen
before it does.

We've made it this far
against all odds.
I'm for seeing 
how much farther we can go
and how much more 
we can get by with
before we leap into the light!

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