A hungry pair...Morris Womble Blogflirt and 'shyeye' Rodders eating beside...yes...loo roll.
Who thinks 'shyeye' Rodders, (far side), looks like Ernie Wise in his prime???

[This pic is for you. ^_- ]

It doesn't matter how you came,
it's how you go that matters.

I'm home, but it's only a temporary grace.
I'll surely enjoy the days I have remaining, as the best of my life. As I've been reminded at hospital, how precious and maybe short life can be. It'll be bumpy from now on, I know.
So, I'll share with only the truest from this day forth...those who show warmth and a genuine smile, and those who are exactly what make a human, human.
I'll cut back, preserve what I have left for the best in the rest.
I'm done with giving time to ^&*(*&'s...

'Smile' is the word, and the one that leads to a thousand other words, feelings, and should be welcomed, not always questioned.
A smile should not be beaten to a pulp...a helping hand from a hurt soul should not be snapped off, or bitten...but seen as a genuine attempt from a victim, to help and give something BACK to society, to try to rebuild their life, and confidence again. If a person appears weak...we should ask ourselves, "why?"' and not, attack them for it! This is a dreadful human failing, to pounce on weakness and kill it, destroy it, soil it and rubbish it...please, stop and think...next time, why is the soul weakened? They probably exelled once, as a mighty leader, and some happening(s) struck them down.
I said once before, on my blog, NEVER underestimate the power of words...they can be wires, daggers, perverse interogators, and swords reaching deep, to dig up the most vile memories in a person.
They can even push someone over the edge.
We must be careful with who we talk to, and how we use our words, sometimes, however tempted or emotional we ourselves may be...in the heat of battle, the war can be lost.

I'm with the underdog, the downtrodden, and despise judgemental, dissmissive shite aimed at defenceless victims.
To all those who kick sand in our eyes, damn you to hell!

言わぬは言う二勝ル
Iwanu wa, iu ni masaru.

Music: Depeche Mode: It's No Good.
Massive Attack: Angel, Dissolved Girl (Mezzanine, tracks 1 & 6)
You are not my savior
But I still don't go

My blog - an attempt to face the world,
after deep hurts, my body broken...
comatose and balancing the same note,
through not one
but two tunnels
and light so bright it made me hesitate
Shy was I the survivor thrice
tentative was I the blog writer thus
determined am I the person hence
I'm ONLY human living my life once

[Thanks Muse: Time is Running Out, played while writing.]

written before going to cardiology, 9am, Friday, September 16th.