Under the fall.

The layers have been adding. Slow and steady. At their own pace. But steady nontheless. I have watched people work on the layers for all day today. To no benefit. Some things fall to stay. How does one shine through the layers?

Seriously?!

        Benign………..What you be after you be eight.
Bacteria……………Back door to cafeteria.
Barium……..What you do with dead folks.
Cesarean Section…….A neighborhood in Rome.
Catscan……………Searching for the cat.
Cauterize……….Made eye contact with her.
Colic……….A sheep dog.
Coma……………A punctuation mark.
D&C…………Where Washington is.
Dilate………….To live longer than your kids do.
Enema………….Not a friend.
Fester…………Quicker than someone else.
Fibula………A small lie.
G.I.Series………World Series of military baseball.
Hangnail………..What you hang your coat on.
Impotent………..Distinguished, well known.
Labor Pain…Getting hurt at work.
Morbid…………..A higher offer than I bid.
Nitrates…………Cheaper than day rates.
Medical Staff…….A Doctor’s cane, sometimes shown with a snake.
Node……………….I knew it.
Outpatient………….A person who has fainted.
Pap Smear…………….A fatherhood test.
Pelvis……………….Second cousin to Elvis.
Post Operative……….A letter carrier.
Recovery Room….Place to do upholstery.
Secretion…….Hiding something
Tablet……….A small table to change babies on.
Seizure……….Roman emperor who lived in the Ceasarean Section.
Terminal Illness….Getting sick at the train station.
Tumor……………More than one.
Urine……………Opposite of mine.
Varicose…………Near by
Hospital..The biggest building in town, other than Joe’s feed warehouse or Franks lumber mill.

My bad.

I am the one who decided thrash was the best section for it. I even deleted the post I made on it.Now that I have lost all proof I am desperate for some one to know what exactly happened.

The power of positive thinking.

Dr. Norman Vincent Peale.

Believe in yourself.

A peaceful mind generates power.

Prayer power.

Stop fuming and fretting.

Do not believe in defeat.

Break the worry habit.

Humour me, just this once.

I want to, but I have no heart to.I don’t even know how to.This really shouldn’t take much effort as there isn’t much to save. Just the knowledge of it is devastating. Then again, do I want to be the one responsible for this.Could I take this stand and live with it.Am I not answerable to myself first?Well in that case I am going to chose head over heart. Cruel as this may seem, I am going to take care of me first.

Good morning!

I have the opportunity, privilege and right to decide what I make of my day. Each day I can tell myself exactly what kind of a day I will have, as it is really me who makes my day the way it turns out to be.

Quote.

It is your present that matters as even tomorrow becomes yesterday.

Unknown author.

Make a choice.

Passion/ Obsession

How does one tell?

Crossroads : In 55

This is just wrong. How did we get here?

I don’t know, but we got here together.

Did you see this coming?

No.This isn’t such a bad thing.

What do we do now?

Turn back you mean?

Life doesn’t always give you a U-turn.

You’re right.I don’t think I can stop loving you.

Genre!

He calls  it his  non-genre blog. A place  he doesn’t know how to slot his thoughts.

I believe that is the most profound of all genres.It is the thinking and not the thought that brings about enlightenment I have been told. Then this blogger has reached that stage where he thinks but he knows not what he does.

I wonder why he insists on nothingness.