The Cross Of Menopause-Immolation Death of the Last Demon

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   My long standing "flu" was paradoxically induced by a fire, in my head, which had ever been lit by goblins that were gradually and furtively indwelling my brain since my late forties, while my estrogens were leaving. They had proliferate...

   My long standing "flu" was paradoxically induced by a fire, in my head, which had ever been lit by goblins that were gradually and furtively indwelling my brain since my late forties, while my estrogens were leaving. They had proliferated and felt at home, while my home became my own prison, and my body my own hell. In parallel, my sojourned-in brain, on the other hand, changed that home of mine, in the eyes of my children and in my eyes and ears, into a haunted house. Guffaws were heard in that house, behind doors, howls were thundering, cold air blowing, curtains flickering, doors slapping, and walls were knocked about. Moreover, dishes were clinking or breaking, house-ware shaking, beds tapping, cupboards moaning, tissue papers sipping, and trash bags gulping. Those evil souls, as well turned an above- average face into a freak, and an exuberant body a cripple, and mutated my soul.
  The curse on my body, and spell on my house repelled my yearning already-deprived children who could never, despite the height of their intelligence, and depth of their love, appreciate the height and depth of my pains; that massively broadened the pains of my soul. I had been continually dying each day, and dying on each of those days that God would bring forth my insanity, so I could retrieve my sobriety and the left-off, and the let -go of my soul. In my attempts to conform to Nature at menopause, I was continually moving against Nature's laws of chemistry, physiology, physics, mechanics, biology, and climatology,". I had been steaming below the boiling point, surviving enclosed electric currents, and encompassing skewers in human flesh, crawling instead of walking, creating motion against physical equations, aping animal creatures, and thundering, lightning, and raining. In that curse, I was defying the rules of the basic body needs, throwing up instead of swallowing, and breathing the dust instead of fresh air- taking over the mission of feet and shoes..For more than five years I was defying social behavior norms, conversing solely with trash baskets and cotton towels, and listening only to the repercussions of my own crying.
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  Although it is true one has to bear the consequences of one's decision, and realizing there is a standard error of the mean in my calculations of the charges of my decision, my menopause broke all rules and expectations........
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  What compensates for me nevertheless, my friends, is that you would be well aware of what could be awaiting you when you face menopause, ladies; of wives, mothers or sisters....perhaps most likely not, which works to allay your own potential suffering!

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