June 28th, 2018


Emotional Intimacy Question: Sudden Death

Folks have mentioned an interest in questions and conversations that make them think. So I've decided to offer more of those. I'm starting with this list.

19. If you knew that in one year you would die suddenly, would you change anything about the way you are now living? Why?

These two concepts -- knowing in advance and dying suddenly -- are generally opposed.  However, some insights may be obtained.  If I knew that I had a limited time left, I could budget that time more efficiently.  For example, I'd lean toward working on current projects rather than starting new ones, and I'd make sure to spend plenty of time with family.  I don't like to leave too many things unfinished, but then again, it sucks to run out of things to do before running out of life.  On the bright side, I would be free of many long-term worries like "What am I going to do 30 years down the road when climate change has made America an even worse shithole country than it already is?"  It'd be fantastic to know that I wouldn't be stuck dying of something horrible and lengthy.  A quick, clean death is something to be appreciated.  (I once really flabbergasted a doctor who mentioned heart disease as a "silent killer" and I said, "What's not to like?")  And of course, being somewhat of a lama, I'd want to think about what to pack into my next life.

Poem: "Burnt and Experienced Hands"

This poem came out of the March 6, 2018 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by prompts from [personal profile] dialecticdreamer, [personal profile] siliconshaman, and [personal profile] mama_kestrel. It also fills the "learn a new skill" square in my 2-28-18 card for the Slice-of-Life Bingo. This poem has been sponsored by [personal profile] mama_kestrel. It belongs to the Shiv thread of the Polychrome Heroics series, and directly follows "Even If It Is in Flames," so read that one first or this won't make much sense.

Warning: This poem contains some intense topics. Highlight to read the warnings, some of which are spoilers. This is the aftermath of the kitchen fire. It is hurt/comfort, more comfort than hurt, but Shiv is a pretty sad sack right now. The poem includes underestimation of injuries, emotional overload, hand-shyness, messy medical details, incident analysis, self-blame, humiliation, feeling worthless, bad tape, because the inside of Shiv's head is always a warning, Shiv is not comfortable with lessons, anxiety, and other challenges. If these are sensitive issues for you, please consider your tastes and headspace before reading onward.

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moment of silence, candle

Moment of Silence: Harlan Ellison

Harlan Ellison has passed away.  He was one of the greatest writers, and tricksters, of our time.

At the Great Con in the Sky, a man covered in GOH ribbons and muttonchop face fur says, "Harlan, please stand on the person next to you so everyone can see you."

A short, scrappy dude wobbles erect on the shoulders of several equally beribboned friends, waves cheerily to the crowd, and then dives backward to crowdsurf in the general direction of the party suite.

Coyote, cleverly disguised in a fursuit, squeezes through the crowd in pursuit, a case of beer swinging lazily from his hand.

Poem: "A Challenging Family"

This poem came out of the May 1, 2018 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by prompts from [personal profile] kyleri and [personal profile] dreamwriteremmy. It also fills the "challenge" square in my 5-1-18 General card for the Pro Wrestling Bingo fest. This poem has been sponsored by [personal profile] mama_kestrel. It belongs to the series Polychrome Heroics.

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