Abuse, Emotional Abuse, Love, Physical Abuse, Tara Lynn, Verbal Abuse

“Jame Loves Rachel to Death”

Tara Lyn had an expression, a turn of phrase.  She would speak of “loving someone to death”.  It was almost her only way of saying, “love someone well and truly”.

“Jamie loves Rachel to death.”

“Chris loves me to death.”

I do not recall ever much caring for that way of putting things, but as her initially charming new boyfriend began to abuse her, and as his abuse of her progressed from verbal and emotional abuse into beatings, her casual use of the words became terrifying.

In the end, to hear her words was like being throat-punched while knowing yet another blow was coming in a moment.

Abuse, Butch, Courtship, Friends, Life, Living, Love, Lovers, New Love, Philos, Poetry, Rae, Relationships, Resilience, Romantic Love, The Art of Living Well

A Flock of Sparrows for Majel: Butch and Rae, Rae and Butch

A Flock of Sparrows for Majel

(About a 2 minute read)

A kind man,
Butch’s dad did his best
To raise his seven kids.
On a hundred and fifty acres,

It was bottom land,
Rich and deep,
But it wasn’t enough,
He never got ahead.

He never got ahead
And worked himself to death,
The death of a kind man.

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Abuse, Abusive Relationships, Alienation, Bad Ideas, Judgementalism, Law, Love, Power, Relationships, Truth, Verbal Abuse, Village Idiots

A Flock of Sparrows for Majel: You Lawyered-Up

A Flock of Sparrows for Majel

(About a 1 minute read)

I profoundly regret I am unable to accept
Your apology, your olive branch,
Your redress, your atonement
for the insult
You hurled at me today.

Alas! I find myself unable to accept your apology
On a mere legal technicality,
No more than a mere legal technicality.

The mere legal technicality
That you did not offer one.

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Abuse, Abusive Relationships, Alienation, Alienation From Self, Human Nature, Love, Lovers, Poetry, Quality of Life, Relationships, Spiritual Alienation

A Flock of Sparrows for Majel: The Dawn Came Today, Came Cold, Came Beautiful

A Flock of Sparrows for Majel

(About a 3 minute read)

“I can’t run no more
With that lawless crowd
While the killers in high places
Say their prayers out loud
But they’ve summoned, they’ve summoned up
A thundercloud
And they’re going to hear from me”

— Leonard Cohen, Anthem

The dawn came today, came cold, came beautiful.

And why do all the pretty girls
Tell me stories of their cages?

And why do all the pretty girls
Tell me stories of their cages?

The snow fell today, fell cold, fell beautiful.

(Last night the clouds froze
And fell from the sky,
And I sang in the darkness before dawn,
Sang songs of aloneness,

Sang songs of things passing,
Sang songs of aloneness and things passing,

And I put on heavy skins.
I girded up my loins
And I put on heavy skins.)

Inside you this moment is an Australopithecus
Standing in the yellow grasses of Africa
Beneath the savanna’s copper sun,
Watching the thornbush for lions
And thinking to possess a mate.
And thinking to own someone.

Put on your white tie and your black dress
And convince yourself that is not you.
Your job is to convince yourself
That is not you.

You’re good at your job.
(But I am good at mine.)

She said, “I was worth a million dollars
But I let you pay a nickel for me
You wrote your name in my skin”.

Your name, now, is not you.
You must find a new name
And a better one, Ash.

The dawn came today, came cold, came beautiful.

I was thinking of you,  thinking of you.
You, who I heard singing today like a lonely crystal bird
In the coldest hour before the warming light.
You, who were singing in the hour before the warming light.

You,
Who must be freed now
To sing the songs
The world must hear.

The world must hear your songs.
It is the world’s duty to hear your songs.

(The world is going to hear from you, Ash.
I am good at my job.)

The snow fell today, fell cold, fell beautiful.

Why can we not treat each other
Like we treat the dawn?

Why can we not see the beauty of each other
Like we see the beauty of the dawn?

Why can we not take inspiration from each other
Like we take inspiration from the dawn?

Why is it thinkable to possess one another
When it is not thinkable to possess the dawn?

Why is it thinkable to harm one another
When it is not thinkable to harm the dawn?

Why are there cages anyway?
Why are there cages anyway?

Why are there cages anyway?

Why do all the pretty girls
Tell me stories of their cages?

I have no more tears, Ash,
There are no tears left for you,
You, who must be freed,
You, who for the sake of the world,
Must with your sister be freed.
You two have come late

You have come late
And I have come to the end of my tears.
I have seen too much
And I have come to the end of my tears.

Here is my blood.


The verses quoted in this poem are from My Worth, by the gifted poet, AwkwardBear, who is referred to in the poem as “Ash”.

This poem was in part inspired by Carol A. Hand’s post that can be found here.

Abuse, Abusive Relationships, Authenticity, Bad Ideas, Being True To Yourself, Ethics, Eudaimonia, Fairness, Free Spirit, Friends, Happiness, Honesty, Human Nature, Humanism, Liars Lies and Lying, Life, Living, Lovers, Morality, Morals, Obligations to Society, Passion, Quality of Life, Relationships, Self, Self-Flourishing, Sex, Sexuality, Society, The Art of Living Well, Values, Well Being

The Morality of Putting People to Narrow Uses

EXECUTIVE SUMMARY: Paul offers his take on the morality of putting people to narrow uses, such as only being interesting in someone for sex, or only for their entertainment value.

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THE CRITICS GO NUCLEAR!  “Once again, Paul Sunstone has taken it upon himself to discuss morality.  Hence, once again he has taken it upon himself to load a high calibre rifle with a shotgun shell.  Typical Sunstone, he is oblivious to the fact the shell didn’t fit, and he is just as oblivious to the fact his notion of morality does not fit the moral requirements nor standards of human nature.  Sunstone is proposing a moral code for bacteria.” — Gus “Gunning Gus” Johnson, The Blog Critic’s Column, “Leper’s Gulch Gazette”, Leper’s Gulch, Colorado, USA.

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Abuse, Alienation From Self, Authenticity, Being True To Yourself, Community, Ethics, Eudaimonia, Human Nature, Life, Living, Morals, Oppression, Quality of Life, Relationships, Self-Flourishing, Society, Well Being

When It’s Cool to Try to Change Someone

(About a 3 minute read)

In our world
Are things which should never be violated
That are violated.

A Death in the Spring

Is not the question a bit more complex than “to be or not to be”?  To live or to die?

For if we chose to live, then question becomes what is the good life, the best life our species of great ape is allowed by the gods to aspire to?

That’s one question no sane person wants to screw up when answering.  What is the best life we can live?

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Abusive Relationships, Advice, Free Spirit, Human Nature, Living, Self, Self Identity, Self Image, Self-Knowledge, Spirituality, Verbal Abuse

Dealing With Malicious People

(About a 4 minute read)

As everyone knows, the world has its malicious people.  One of the challenges malicious people pose for nearly everyone — even other malicious people — is their dagger words can wound us.

Quite a lot has been written about how to blunt, turn, or even turn back those daggers.

One of my favorite turn-backs was Churchill’s rebuke of Lady Nancy Astor, who according to the story, was Churchill’s harshest society critic.  One evening at a party she is reputed to have told him:

“Winston, if you were my husband, I’d poison your tea.”

To which he retorted:

“Nancy, if I were your husband, I’d drink it.”

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