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    It is amazing how many of life's complex problems have simple solutions. Often we pretend to be complex as an effort to seem more intellectual than we really are. The things that hurt, the things that make us feel good, are always simple. Gofa, thanks for an honest and simple story about who you are

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    Dither time for a bit more of a walk


    Let me tell of trees and ships and other things that rain down upon us from on high
    The good old days when leeches would pull out the evil from within and a little blood letting was good for you. When some doctor felt righteous in the eyes of God because first he had done no wrong


    The ignorant’s lament You must trust these wise men as they have only your interests at heart but lets add in their professional liability and performance initiatives for the pharmaceutical supply rewards. Im not bagging the whole profession rather pointing out let the buyer beware


    I bring you scary news there are good doctors and bad doctors. I found out a short while ago my last doctor has sat in the same room cubicle for 21 years. You must understand the inference of a significant personality disfunction being required to achieve this. Their mind by association must be as blinkered as the physical setting they clutch on to as stability. In this case i also noted over a good period of time same clothing being worn Yes exactly the same. Life is in the details.
    Its funny as a play but disturbing in equal measure. As we age these dear souls will have an ever greater say in our quality of life up to and including ending our very life itself. Oh oh dear. Rather than James Bond 007 But the licence to kill very much applies.
    Referred by my insistence to a specialist i am categorically advised the drugs as prescribed of 4 years are not treating my symptoms at all Lets then do the math
    Drugs given aren’t treating. Current symptoms are in normal range. Therefore i per se don’t have a problem. Its just pretty dangerous to withdraw from said drugs but the side effects are staggering they are what has drawn me to seeking medical help.
    Stop equals no side effects Okay so just tip toe out of this place
    NNT New acronym Number Needed to Treat
    The scary question to ask any Doctor. Where do i know this from A Doctor giving a Ted talk
    My drugs as given NNT was 38
    The side effects 15% from trials
    Again welcome to the math
    Said drug requires a statistical of population 38 people taking it in any given year to guarantee 1 positive outcome so 37 are just shooting blanks
    Where 15% of users will suffer significant side effects
    That roughly 6 people
    One winner at a minimum 5 losers
    Lets shift industries
    Simply first
    Automobile industry
    1 in every 38 cars works as per expectation
    6 of every 38 inherently lower the quality of life of their owners
    And some how this is going to make Ford or Toyota industry giants
    First do no harm
    Oh oh dear
    For me and mine just the fear of taking a step how ever based in good sense that has consequences that are not small
    I have taken 4 months and everything is the same except none of the side effects plague me now and some of them were critical
    I had bad sleep apnoea
    Specialist said basically expect a short life after showing me a graph
    My meds drove the sleep apnoea
    Im not advocating anything more that its your own body and you know it best. Adding research an inquiring mind and discussion you can step out of blindly following
    So I'm advocating have a look for your self
    When i was on the bus my clients were my primary focus. Their financial and personal wealth and health was my day job
    I am now my main client
    Dither old friend If you were one of the machines on the floor where you work those many years. Would allow said machine to rust lay idle etc etc
    Machines need to operate find something to do. The mechanic inside you knows the simple truth here Use it or lose it
    Go walking and tell me about it
    We are the measure of all things. And the beauty of our creation, of our art is proportional to the beauty of ourselves of our souls. Jonas Mekas

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    GOFA,

    I always enjoy reading what you post in here. I envy you your tone, your use of words and your ability to paint such vivid pictures with them, sorry about the subject matter.

    When I first found WF I was so "switched on". Every time I made the small journeys into neighbouring towns they always seemed fresh and new, as though I'd never been there before, I saw heard felt so much and everything seemed so vivid. A discarded cigarette packet a coke-can would shout hi! how yer doin?, I used to love the sight of the rain-soaked pavements and tarmac roads all shiny and new as though God himself had seen fit to scrub them clean. A small bird taking a bath in a puddle of rain water. A stolen glance between to strangers on a bus.

    But some how, somewhere, a switch got thrown and the light, if not totally extinguished, has definitely dimmed. So much to see hear and feel and yet , nowadays, I see hear and feel so little.

    Age? Simply a state of mind? Now I invite YOU to go figure. The real problem is, if you would call it that, is that I don't mind.

    Y'know? I found myself thinking just the other day. My generation, born in the fifties, really have had the best life possible. So many fatal diseases have been eradicated in my lifetime. Technology. Transport. We have been given so much, and, if we're really lucky, we might just leave this life in time to so as not to experience earth itself going down the toilet as I feel it most surely will. We, as a race, a species, simply don't care. Lemmings charging full tilt to the cliff edge I think.

    And now I've run out of things to say.

    dither...
    Last edited by dither; February 12th, 2020 at 10:16 AM.
    If i post a comment on a "WIP", LOOK! I'm a reader that's all, and i can only tell how i feel, as a READER, giving/offering feedback. Hoping to learn and grow here. So please, tell me where i'm going wrong.

    Me? I'm just a fly on the wall.

    Look! I'm trying, okay?

    One can but dream, if only i had dared.

    "The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is an attribute of the strong" Mahatma Gandhi.
    Alas, i am weak.

    I must find a way to Eastbourne and i so wish that i could dance.

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    Age? Simply a state of mind? Now I invite YOU to go figure. The real problem is, if you would call it that, is that I don't.

    there is a long version and a short version We are both too old to sit through the long version
    so here
    use it or lose it
    your body your mind
    in our ageing the chemicals come for us you walked 8 hours a day you called it work
    you body processed much through that activity
    you think its your mind nuh
    your body and brain chemistry
    walk buddy
    blow away the cob webs
    adrenaline is you mistress go flirt with her invite her in
    do one thing a day that scares you
    reading above you have it all
    arise Sir Knight
    there is a quest i would ask of you
    and I pretend not
    the pen is mightier than the sword
    and as we have two hands i like to carry both
    bring a sword to a knife fight and then write about

    “i don't” is the dragon i point out to you Sir Knight
    slay that beast and be alive

    Eastbourne is where the Holy Grail awaits
    dont go quietly into the night

    you are now involved in a holy war
    a quest for life itself

    write that others may know of your struggles and come to believe
    that yes the Holy Grail is in Eastbourne

    and be aware you are not alone in your quest Sir Knight
    as on the other side of the world a Mage of the Taniwha Clan
    works magiks to aid you in your quest

    buy a pair of Nike runners
    they are formed from the spirit of
    Just Do It So the Ad men tell me
    and these sacred shoes will forever guide your feet
    Toward Eastbourne
    and next the Sacred Chips
    its been too long You must restore yourself with them
    remember God put chips upon this earth
    to fortify us when undertaking Quests
    and finally the Sacred Cider tastes best when drunk planning the next step in your quest


    We are the measure of all things. And the beauty of our creation, of our art is proportional to the beauty of ourselves of our souls. Jonas Mekas

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    There is a chip-shop set to open in our town, like we needed OTHER fast-food outlet here. And it's next door to a funeral-parlour. How undesirable is that? You sit planning the funeral of a loved one with the smells of salt & vinegar, and fish 'n' chips, filling your nostrils. These people can't be choosy I suppose, you have to take shop-space wherever you find it, and actually, having the Co-op right next door, maybe these fish & chip vendors thought, might not be bad for business. Still not nice I think. Finally, on a humorous note, the sign above the yet to open shop reads " Siddall's fish and chips " so even now, before the commence trading, you can imagine how people are going to refer to that one.

    I'm looking forward to giving Sid's chips a run-out.

    We shall see.
    If i post a comment on a "WIP", LOOK! I'm a reader that's all, and i can only tell how i feel, as a READER, giving/offering feedback. Hoping to learn and grow here. So please, tell me where i'm going wrong.

    Me? I'm just a fly on the wall.

    Look! I'm trying, okay?

    One can but dream, if only i had dared.

    "The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is an attribute of the strong" Mahatma Gandhi.
    Alas, i am weak.

    I must find a way to Eastbourne and i so wish that i could dance.

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    Chips Honest D it life and death situated side by side
    I have to admit that smokey flavour could tend to choke but a bit more vinegar should drown it out

    as for me its Trash day I need to gird my loins, summon up my aspect and wield my attribute and go down to the basement

    Take out the trash easy Eh Nuh


    Yea though I enter the valley of the elevator of death
    I will fear no evil
    For my antibacterial wet wipes are by my side
    Surely goodness and mercy will follow all the steps
    To the apartments trash room
    And i will return to once again dwell healthy in my apartment


    You think I’m joking Yeah kind of
    But i do remember going up Bear Tooth Pass at 11,000 feet
    Sucking air and struggling at 15 mph to negotiate u-turns every
    30 seconds because of it requiring huge concentration to turn accurately
    And then I noticed I was whistling Amazing Grace without consciously starting


    It might not be all of me, but the better part, knows which side my bread is buttered on
    Restated when there’s a gun at my head the things that are important
    do tend to rise to the surface

    when I return D will give an update of how my hero’s quest turned out
    Us being writers and all
    We are the measure of all things. And the beauty of our creation, of our art is proportional to the beauty of ourselves of our souls. Jonas Mekas

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    Quote Originally Posted by Gofa View Post
    Chips Honest D it life and death situated side by side
    I have to admit that smokey flavour could tend to choke but a bit more vinegar should drown it out

    as for me its Trash day I need to gird my loins, summon up my aspect and wield my attribute and go down to the basement

    Take out the trash easy Eh Nuh


    Yea though I enter the valley of the elevator of death
    I will fear no evil
    For my antibacterial wet wipes are by my side
    Surely goodness and mercy will follow all the steps
    To the apartments trash room
    And i will return to once again dwell healthy in my apartment


    You think I’m joking Yeah kind of
    But i do remember going up Bear Tooth Pass at 11,000 feet
    Sucking air and struggling at 15 mph to negotiate u-turns every
    30 seconds because of it requiring huge concentration to turn accurately
    And then I noticed I was whistling Amazing Grace without consciously starting


    It might not be all of me, but the better part, knows which side my bread is buttered on
    Restated when there’s a gun at my head the things that are important
    do tend to rise to the surface

    when I return D will give an update of how my hero’s quest turned out.

    If i post a comment on a "WIP", LOOK! I'm a reader that's all, and i can only tell how i feel, as a READER, giving/offering feedback. Hoping to learn and grow here. So please, tell me where i'm going wrong.

    Me? I'm just a fly on the wall.

    Look! I'm trying, okay?

    One can but dream, if only i had dared.

    "The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is an attribute of the strong" Mahatma Gandhi.
    Alas, i am weak.

    I must find a way to Eastbourne and i so wish that i could dance.

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