Imported Poems

Countess Countess time for a vacation. No comfort in the sauce and at best its value is illusory. Again I suggest a perusal of the Psalms or in your mood Ecclesiastes. I wish there was something of substance I could offer you but I am willing to listen to you anytime and I have a high threshold for sympathy before the judgmentalism (inevitably kicks in under the guise of --much needed advice. Rest dear Countess rest.

Yes, I gotta say I agree with mtpspur. relax a bit and just read some fun stuff. go swimming. pray fervently. run until you can't be apathetic any more.

I can empathize more than you know. I feel as if I am drifting lately, and sometimes find it hard to even care. Try to relax, and who knows, maybe you will get stirred out of the emotional place you are in.

Come to think of it I need to clarify something from your first statement. You have never bored me and you are far from even being close to that. I still think there is fire and spirit in you. Have the Lord fan the flames a bit. We old timers siting at home could use the encouragement to see life lived as I suspect you have and do. Much affection, Rich.

Hey Countess. If that voice in your head resonates like a bass note on a stringed instrument, I would strongly recommend that you talk to someone. You've been in a funk for a couple of days, and I worry about you. Feel free to get things off your chest, I've been there. The road is much longer and lonelier without professional help. Its not something to be ashamed of. I hope I'm just being overly cautious and concerned.

Peace of mind to you
Pete

Andave, I picked up Fitzgerald's "The Beautiful and the Damned". The wording is a little tedious but it's simliar to my Jules, so occasionally it actually elicits a giggle.
Rich, I bore myself stiff. I am very bored of me. That's why I'm always being someone else inside my head, but thanks. I will get around to the Three Susans soon, I promise.
Kathy, don't pick up my negativity. Don't suck up my soul; you don't want it, I promise. So, if your empathy is leading you to absorb my emotions, don't read: I won't be offended.
B-Mental, the bass note it is. Like the analogy. I'm on medication and have been in and out of therapy (and institutionalized 5 times) since I was 16. Only one therapist has actually been of some assistance. The rest were a waste. I have someone now I can talk to, but he doesn't understand my romantic heart. Romance is dead these days, so those of us who are happiest romancing others or being romanced by them are perceived as modern-day Don Quixotes of Love.
I think in a former life I was a noble knight with a long lance (I suppose that would make me Sir Lance-Alot. (--
Enough of the naughty double-entendres. I'm going to try to read Eccelsiastes.
Meaningless! Meaningless! All is meaningless! (Ecclesiastes)

Hey old Countess, GET OFF YOUR A*** at once and look at the teaching thread you started. i put some teaching tips for your there. (please notice the 3 ***'s for the British spelling, exclusively for you )

Just to make it VERY clear--there are about seven or so of Litnet posters that make me want to stay around a bit longer. Of course five of them are female and you're in the top four--depending which day of the week it is. Hang in there I hope you know that there are (strangers on the net we may be) that genuinely care about you and will stick with you thick and thin. While never having been institutionalized I assure you my parents flirted with the idea VERY seriously--which will probably be addressed in the first Susan blog in a day or two--still collecting my thoughts so not too much poison of the spirit drips through. God is after all the Great Physician and He expects results from his ministrations. The usual affection and respect, Rich