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I Can Handle The Truth

[b]Curtain up, curtain down[/b]

Isn't life funny, the way it knocks us around & we keep coming back for more like a battered spouse. Hopeful.

You think you have it all worked out don't you? Well, a little anyway. If you're smart you'll know that you actually know nothing. But the essentials, the basics, you're absolutely positive that you've got them down, I'm sure you are.

Then there it is, out of the blue, that thing that shakes your very foundations. That thunderbolt direct from the heavens, & it's bearing your name. It could be death, or life, love, or hate. The beginning or the end of something. Because that's all anything ever is, the beginning or the end. There is no middle after all. Yesterday you didn't know that, yesterday you were as innocent as a child. Last week you lived in blissful ignorance. But today things are different, today there is only this. No middle. No life, funny or otherwise.
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ohplease · 41-45, F
Sometimes I get haunted by this thought of oh ephemeral it all is. I get myself in a state of panic about loosing my loved ones. This doesn't work for anyone, specially when I try to lock them in the basement to keep them "safe". So it's like Goliath said, keep your head down, push forward and hope (and release them from the basement)
Sonnet · 41-45, F
Excellent plan. I shall take note.