Which one of the following is a fib? Nine of them are correct, spot the untruth!!!

1. The Bible, the world's best-selling book, is also the world's most shoplifted book.

2. Someone paid $14,000 for the bra worn by Marilyn Monroe in the film 'Some Like It Hot'.

3. Your tongue is the only muscle in your body that is attached at only one end.

4. More than 1,000 different languages are spoken on the continent of Africa.

5. In the U.S.A over eleven thousand people (up until the end of 2003) have visited a tortilla chip that appears to have the face of Jesus Christ burned into it?

6. A kiss lasting one minute can burn more than 100 calories.

7. Buckingham Palace in England has over six hundred rooms.

8. There was once an undersea post office in the Bahamas.

9. Abraham Lincoln's mother died when she drank the milk of a cow that grazed on poisonous snakeroot.

10. After the death of Albert Einstein his brain was removed by a pathologist and put in a jar for future study.

mother

in every effort I endeavour to make
times indecision bring memories vivid
in your arms my childhood rests
memories lay in the warmth you gave
for another day my heart still requests

so selflessly your heart shared and gave
more than you ever took for yourself
shaping the happiest vista in my heart
stretching for miles and for years
now knowing that souvenirs are but a forepart

wondering from the garden like a rodent
my nature must be relearned somehow
that part of me that is forever you
warms even the icicle of fear
thawing this testimony of hopes anew

vanquished is my innocence and youth
for the table turned on me long ago
vociferousness is absent in honour
for it is you I cling to still, as such
things can only be learned when crossing the border

forgive me for slubbering in melancholia
my wish is happiness in sobriety
but every path is tremulous and darkened
I marvel at the ability to cross over in peace
my hopes rest in your love unweakened.

mother, forever dear, forever true, forever in my heart so blue.

© 2008wensum24

The thin line is a difficult one
to undertake
to comprehend
even harder when undone

left to chance, in the hands of fate
tugging one end
pulling another
the hearts eternal debate

no nearer entering than parting
in defence of both
a life-threatening deficiency
of heartfelt reality departing

clutching life so hard it's breathless
wanting so dearly
for an answer that -
my unhealthy moods become worthless

yes, I'm pitiful in my disassembled state
ready to admit my faults
still able to recognise my errors
I am but human, don't recriminate

all I am becomes less each day
in my acceptance
my heart ricochets
and I occasionally fall from my way

medicinally pumped-up with parvanimity
occasionally a break-out of emotion
but an echo of the real gentler me
my life consists simply of no enmity

I am but a shadow of my former self
the one that plays continually in my mind
happy, vibrant with life
but now...my soul must reinvent itself

by wensum24
09:55: 18-01-2008
© 2008wensum24

Morning dear friends,

It is no surprise that after dealing with many health problems, the body becomes exhausted mentally and physically, and has to take it's toll somewhere, no matter how much resolve we believe we may possess, somewhere within...

My doctor shyly told me a while ago, that I have 'Chronic Fatigue Syndrome' and left it at that.
And it was down to the Pain Management Clinic to go out of their way, to tell me, full-on, that I have M.E..
The clinic were supposed to go through the dealings with a broken spine, which had partly repaired, but will never be strong enough to support activities...however, they kindly went through my files and were VERY helpful in dealing with my emotional state regarding M.E. as nobody else had told me what it is, how to deal with it, and how to come to terms with it.
It was more than a bombshell for me. (I had even begun self-harming this month too.)

However, I feel it better to be open about such a thing, and to hell with the stigma attached to this mysterious illness.

I'm only just 'entering into' the onset of M.E. and that is one reason for my previous post about the Lightning Process.

However, in my mind, I still feel I can do as much as I ever could, but must somehow grow to realise that I never will.

If there are any M.E. sufferers out there, how did you cope, at first?

This is my primary concern at present. The medicine and valium that was injected into me gave such a potent lift a few days ago, that now I'm feeling a 'flattening' of effects day by day...and it's very hard indeed, because I can't be who I want to be...

Love,
Ed
xx