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To eat or not to eat…that is the question. 

I wrote this a couple years back. It still applies. 
To eat or not to eat? That is the question. Whether tis better to deny my tummy its late-night wants, or to take food against these hunger pangs and by opposing end them? To eat…to snack…for in that feast of soup or sandwich what hunger pains may come? Tis a consummation devoutly to be wished. To eat…to snack…to eat perchance to get fatter? Ay, there’s the rub. For in that late-night feast what things we eat must give us pause. There’s the respect that makes calamity of late-night snack! For who would bear the whips and scorns of cover models, the spouse’s mocking, the friend’s tummy-rubbing, the skinny bitch’s scorn, the fat person’s sympathy, Hollywood’s body-shaming when he himself might his own relief take with a bag of cookies? Who would hunger bear, to toss and turn with an empty stomach, but that the dread of snacking, of gaining weight, from whose bourn we fat people must then do exercise, including jogging, and makes us decide if it is then worth the trouble of those extra few calories? Thus self-image doth make cowards of us all, and thus the warm glow of the refrigerator light is sicklied o’er to the pale reflection of man-boobs in the mirror, and sandwiches of great layers and tastiness with this regard their making is undone and lose their wondrous flavour. 


Such Great Heights

Higher and higher I climb
The ground falls away, leaving me to face the sun
Clouds and rain lash my face
The wind howls at me in rage

Higher and higher I climb
Base thoughts far below try to break my mind
Fear and doubt and worry will come
I turn away from them, seeking the sun

Higher and higher I climb
The wind grows much stronger, seeking my blood
I hold fast to faith in myself and my love
So near to my goal, so far have I come

Higher and higher I climb
Never looking down, always facing the sun
For if I should fall from such great heights
Will I be able to still seek the light?

Hope Endures

Will you save my soul from the lies it’s been sold?
Will you walk beside me on paths untold?
Will you be the light when the dark unfolds?
Will you sing with me though the shadow still holds?

Hope endures tho’ the way I’ve trod
Has been broken and scarred and the path roughshod
Through darkest night my fate is to plod
So I lift my light until I return to the gods

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