6.3.22


. . . after all our efforts, our anger our heartache, we realize we’re powerless against someone’s denial.

he paused
          he could have kept talking rolled over her declaration but he recognised it ought to not should hang in the staticky air of their telephone call
                                    he hoped someone was listening in on the party line


Yes Being powerless offends us you and me particularly when all we want to do is help

Some people don’t want help.

Terrible to say we should respect them  Reminds me of Norman Macleans quote from A River Runs Through It
“At sunrise everything is luminous but not clear. It is those we live with and love and should know who elude us. You can love completely without complete understanding.”

That love comes at a high price to ourselves, if we let it.

he took the handset from his ear and looked down into it he mouthed if we let it  he brought up to his ear again
If we let it

Yes.  Also a terrible thing to say.

Not really A good observation
                                 Ill never let it again I don want drauma


maybe she took the handset down from her ear

Is that why you prefer being alone . avoid people . . . are withdrawn?

Im talking to you 
                   I am loquacious   I like licorice

You’re funny. 

she didnt mean funny

I like myself I can tolerate me
                                   I can live with me

And when you can’t?

You cant tolerate you

Sometimes.

I exhaust myself and go to sleep That way somebody doesnt get hurt

All these many years later, still that violent bent?

Yah  Never straightened it out

You’re a piece of work.
I am

You are.  I have to get going. We always have interesting conversations.

Probably why we still talk

she laughed hard into the telephone
                                       Probably. Catch you later, bye.

Buhbye   

1342,  ReggaeFriday,  4  3. 22
1107,  Sunday,  6  3. 22
Mary J Blige  No More Drama  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I62P5xJMJgc

“All good things come by grace and grace comes by art and art does not come easy.”


Naaw
      his heart trembled in his chest a crew was taking down another of his favourite ancient oaks in the neighbourhood whenever he approached them hed quit his walkread and stop to admire  acknowledge them

a lone chainsaw he didnt see where was whining 

a helmeted Hispanic man yellow vest at the rear of the mechanised ensemble heldup a gloved hand to stop him as he approached
             the man worked his way behind around a huge truck and chopper went a bit uphill avoiding the space hed have to enter and cross to get down to the foot of the road

his English was broken There many bees, manymany bees, you go back, go other way.

Im comfortable with bees

They sting workers, they angry.

Angry with you and your workers for disturbing their habitat  cutting down the tree

They sting many, they sting you.

They wont sting me Ive not offended them

I not responsible you sting.

No yare not I appreciate your concern though not what yare doing
                                                                      he walked between the orange warning cones and to the right of a huge hollowed limb  broken comb honey smeared the gravelly rotting road bees swirled a hydraheaded cyclone they flew into his hair landed on his clothing Hey gang its me I am terribly sorry
                                                                                               a longish password 
he came out of the space then beyond the truck and chopper a lot of strap-on gear crushed tall grass  chainsaws different sizes
                Sting many workers he mused
Yahwell they fucking deserve it taking my tree 

he had mistook the buzzing always thought it was a breeze working through its overhead branches

1415,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  26  1. 22
345preferred,  Saturday,  5  3. 22
Jewel Akens  The Birds and the Birds  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p8fLheex1nA