Showing posts with label life and death questions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life and death questions. Show all posts

Friday, June 17, 2011

My Nightmare Side of Life Quotes

The Nightmare Side of Life Quotes
17/06/11Why take the drugs when you can live here & have a bad trip anytime you like? The only side effects are insanity with a bad attitude. No boredom, but it comes with a big price tag - you'll never know what is reality ever was... if there even IS a reality, one that seems never to go away. Welcome to the nightmare time. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw
15/09/10Do we ever in this life know why things turn out as they do? Some of what we think of as our worst flaws saves us much grief while some of our best strengths don't help when we think they should. Still, all works together for us in ways we don't always see. Nothing is as it appears. So, I say relax more, enjoy, & work with whatever happens. Might as well smile, too. It's free. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw
21/01/11Brave smiles to hide the tears ripping a living heart asunder. Such sad eyes. Why can I not reach you with my hands? You are so far. But, I can reach you with my heart. Can I move mountains to love you? Will it be enough? So many mountains need a very big heart. I can & I must try. Love & Life demand it. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw
22/01/11Decades later she still heard the terrified screams, smelt the blood. The words "she talked" burned, locked her in an extreme-still silence. No visible sign of emotion was safe. Ultra-sweet compliance was her defiance & survival. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw, Baby Tears
25/01/11Moment by moment I am training myself to respect all of me as a whole & worthwhile person. I am learning to turn scared into sacred. I am learning that I really am who I am, & who I am is exactly who I was meant to be. I am learning this is the same for all my relations in creation. AND, it is a joy. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw
26/01/11I hated my body until I realized it was how I heard, saw, tasted, felt, smelt, & experienced life. Without my humble body functioning despite all it goes thru, I would not be here. I could not love, laugh, think, or enjoy all I have so far. So, I am learning to love & bless my body. It's about time. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw
12/03/11So, are we all to live in The City of Embers as surviving mutant ninja humans, considering all the radiation from so many sources upon us? Dr. Strangelove had it easy, you know. We have to stop worrying & learn to love the meltdown. *macabre humor for disaster management* ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw
15/03/11Japanese people are NOT the enemy or to be hated, vilified, or shown condemnation for the horrors they are facing now. They do NOT deserve this disaster. They need compassion, help, & support from the rest of us who also inhabit this planet. We are ALL human. All of us need kindness. None of us are truly "righteous." We are in this together, folk. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw
15/03/11The people, dead or surviving, of the many disasters - from "natural" or war-made causes - do not deserve the horrors or our condemnation. Folk, smugness does not protect us from horror(s) happening to us, too. We are human on this planet together. We need each other badly.. always have... maybe now we will learn this in reality please. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw
01/04/11Radiation is safe. Toxic sludge is good for you. Poisoned primal ooze on your beach is clean. I'm from the gov't., & I'm here to help you. I think I hear Orwell rolling in his grave with envy on these slogans somehow. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw
10/05/11Weeping inwardly while outwardly unsually still. Big eyes, sad. Laughing, loving, but mostly silent. Drawing. Writing. Music. Books. Smiling. Except the eyes. Watching. Knowing. Secrets, dark, deep. Silent. ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw
09/06/11So often wannabes, charlatans, frauds of all kinds do hitch onto a cause to make a name, money, power, etc. It is one of the despicable things about our species. Trouble is... too many of our species will fall for the fake "messiahs" without much thinking or checking involved. :( ~ Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw
© 2010, 2011, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

An Article in The Baltimore Sun

An Article in The Baltimore Sun

The Christmas beat and bingo,
An electrical blackout in Baltimore!
Giddily…act professional now…
All sides of the story, hear…
Remember the homeless make people uncomfortable,
And this is Christmas…
So be even-handed,
Show no priorities of morals…
That doesn’t sell papers.

ã28 December 1996, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.

A Homeless Man in Baltimore

A Homeless Man in Baltimore

I used to have a home, a wife, some kids,
A job, even the occasional friend.
Then I was downsized—
A fancy word for canned…now I live from cans—
   To eat, to sleep, and tonight to stay warm.
It’s so cold in this city this winter.
God, I’m numbed out of my mind.
All I want to do is stay alive.
ã28 December 1996, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.

This Patriarchal Scheme

This Patriarchal Scheme

If one person’s rights are threatened,
Then no one’s rights are safe.
The weaker ones are the first to go—
The poor, the despised, the waif…

The few will rule the many
When the Masculine rules supreme,
It is our good earth’s trauma—
This patriarchal scheme.

The spoil and ruin of treasures,
Both human and of earth,
As the unbridled, unbalanced greed and lust
Desecrate real things of worth.
ã3 December 1993, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.

Saturday, June 4, 2011

Please Don’t Leave Me Here All Alone

Please Don’t Leave Me Here All Alone

Away you go on a trip of which I cannot join,
And I am afraid.
Afraid you’ll go never to return;
Afraid you’ll die;
Frightened I’ll never see you alive again;
Frightened I’ll be alone
Forever…
Left behind…
Forgotten and unloved…
Unclaimed.
Unwanted forever.
ã19 December 1993, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.

Hard Facts Harder Faced

Hard Facts Harder Faced

Who said our soldiers could not be psychos?
Who said we always are saints?
Where is it written we do the right thing
And never show evil or taint?

War is hell, lest we forget it,
And crimes of war even much more…
Can we train a human to kill, not to feel,
Without evil allowed in that door?

Rape is a tool and an agent of war.
So is massacre, torture, mayhem.
Even a good man can snap to a monster
And live only to slay ‘em.

None of us are guiltless, much to our pain,
But we are trapped in this way,
If ever we forget the humanity of victims
From Coshocton to Mai Lai.

© Copyright, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw, 2000.
All rights reserved.

Thursday, June 2, 2011

The Real Within

The Real Within

Protection that is only without
Cannot protect the within,
For what is without can be taken away,
But what is within remains.
In death we cannot take the without.
Only our realness within will go.
ã19 December 1993, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.

To Be Fully Aware

To Be Fully Aware

Pensively searching, questioning within,
Analyzing, sifting, scanning without stop
The whole of my life—and not just what appears
On the surface…
The eyes of my heart,
The heart of my soul,
My very essence,
My spirit…
Watches,
Searches,
Seeks,
And knows
Far more than I dare accept now,
But if I opened myself to all my perceptions
And lived by my real convictions,
Would I be happier, wholer?
Or would I be more threatening, threatened?
ã19 December 1993, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.

Un-Mazing of Being

Un-Mazing of Being

That forbidden pleasure-terror curiosity
Hunting the Truth—
If ever mystical creature quested
Perchance be discovered, known—
The best of fantasies—
The worst of tragedies—
Thrilled to pursue
Ecstasy of mystery—
Be it ever unknown—
ã22 February 1995, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep

Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep

Precious Lord, I feeling sad,
And I’m feeling I’ve been had;
With their words they pierce right through me,
For they come merely to screw me.
Precious Lord, would I be bad,
If for once I got real mad?
If I hit them where they hurt most,
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost?
ã1 January 1992, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.

Monday, May 30, 2011

The Agony Here Too

The Agony Here Too

My young heart screamed “NO!”
Everyone was so angry;
Everyone was in shock…
Things were spinning out of control…
Or so it seemed.

Lies are a part of war,
But youth said no—
As youth often will…

Four shots.
Students dead in Kent.
Racial riots
Burning in Columbus.
Nowhere felt safe.

My heart wept for I could not understand then
What I still don’t understand now—
Hate the war; Hate the lies;
But why hate our girls and our guys?

© Copyright, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw, 2000.
All rights reserved.

The Gnawing Need

The Gnawing Need

Most of the time the flag could be waved,
The positive, polite phrases spotted,
Dogma adhered to…
Marching rank in file…
But in those quiet times,
Alone,
Questions would challenge…
Taunt and trouble
The well-fixed smiles
And assurances.
Damn!

Why couldn’t everything be sure?
Why must everything have more sides than one?
Deny the doubts, the fears,
The “other” facts…
But does it help the sleep at night?
No.

Damn again!!

Some people can drown the churning
In drink, drugs or other poison…
But why must it be
Anguish
To think
And to feel?

To need to know.

© Copyright, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw, 2000.
All rights reserved.

Who Determines Human?

Who Determines Human?

What makes difference too very different
To be considered human?
Does one particular type of person
Have only that special numen?

Does the phrase “not like us”
Have to equal “deserve to die?”
Can someone very different
Still basically be like you or I?

Many wars have been fought,
Many millions be killed,
These questions stay unanswered
And our hatreds remain unstilled.

© Copyright, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw, 2000.
All rights reserved.