IOTD …. “✨Images of the Day, Very Special Edition …. The REAL SuperHeroes ✨ … “!! REBLOG

Published April 20, 2020 by Nan Mykel

How very, very sad…

~~April 20, 2020~~
THE REAL SUPERHEROES
Never in my lifetime, as a retired physician have I dealt with the reality of the wave of sick and dying people happening as I write. I would have never been able to do my job without the nurses and all other members of ancillary teams.
These photos show how dedicated they are.
The fools are the COVIDIOTS in the cars and protests.
SHAME ON THEM!!
HortyRex©

Health care workers stand in the street in counter-protest to hundreds of people who gathered at the State Capitol to demand the stay-at-home order be lifted in Denver, Colo., on Sunday, April 19, 2020.
Photos by Alyson McClaran

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GOD SPEAKS

Published April 19, 2020 by Nan Mykel

Now Donald…

Play nice.

The Return – a Petru Re-blog

Published April 19, 2020 by Nan Mykel

the bare platform of my life while I was counting the cost of pain … Love it and am so happy for both of you…

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it gets so one sees persecution everywhere. at least this time round i didn’t have to leave and then no one left and no one came on(to) the bare platform of my life while I was counting the cost of pain … my cat disappeared. time buckled.

let the question leave. now. let it go.
….
relief then. this round, read time … the little moon, (read dreamtime of the jewel) there when i was brought back from where i was searching, searching it came with back with me, beaming on my search in the no where in the no time and now this, this jewel, the subject of my search and now and here

One will …
here be love divine aided by the Love Divine aiding the very real psychic skills it took. I asked. I received. The return of the jewel. And I thank thee.

Exif_JPEG_420 Charlie!!

Linked…

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OH, NO!

Published April 19, 2020 by Nan Mykel

Wouldn’t Fed Ex profit if the Post Office was snuffed? And vote by mail would be vulnerable.

NON-BINARY – 2018

Published April 18, 2020 by Nan Mykel

What is your status quo?
This or that, yes or no?
Cisgender’s binary,
but on the contrary
how would it seem
if you fell in between,
not male or female,
but beyond the pale?
An archetype, that’s what.
Half man half woman but
how to think of yourself
dressed in power and pelf
like a queen or a king?
But yet…but yet…which?
Be the son or the bitch?
And really be neither,
a free-to believer!
Now shut both of your eyes,
try to visualize
YOU! Choose neither one!
And not just for fun!
So don’t ask what I be
I be me! And free!
And non-binary!?

Nan

TALKING TO MYSELF–AGAIN

Published April 18, 2020 by Nan Mykel

Did Trump just lead some of his followers in Michigan, Minnesota and Virginia to their demise…How many will contract Corona virus?

Observation — Re-blog

Published April 16, 2020 by Nan Mykel

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Written for: Poets and Storytellers United – Weekly Scribblings #15:
COVID-19 Quarantine Histories. (posted by Magaly)

“Write a poem which describes an instant, day, week, or month during
the current pandemic.”

Essential vs. Non-Essential:

Having a burning for bagels, I walked
to the bagel store in full gear. They
were closed. So were all the other
bagel shops. However, every Dunkin’
Donut shop was open. So I have to
wonder what makes a donut more
essential than a bagel.

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TALKING TO MYSELF

Published April 16, 2020 by Nan Mykel

I wonder if plumbers are essential. The “ball” in my toilet tank is being propped up by a bottle of something, after the great deluge…..

Is time really moving on? Unsure if my dead watch battery can be replaced before all this ends….

Oh, dear. I forgot and gave F. a hug when she cried today because a friend with alzheimers died in a nursing home. The nursing home called his wife and just said, “He’s dead.” He entered the nursing home in October. Wonder what he died of.

What does streaming mean? I forgot to ask my son when I called tonight.

Whose side is evolution on, anyway? Altering to let viruses live longer or humans?

Goodness, another dream about speaking before a gathering at the Unitarian church. And other people dropping by my house on Wednesday nights without being invited, or reminded that it’s group night. Am I so hungry for attention?

Mollie’s improvement appears to be due to getting the daily attention from a nurse via the mandated taking of temperature at the developmental center she’s in.

It was great fun doing Skype with Sallie. I guess that’s what Zoom is, but I’m puzzled because the tube’s ad first calls it “noom,” or some such.

I realized today what convinces me to get out of bed in the mornings: food.

I’ve run out of good mysteries. I know there’s some books on line, but since I don’t have a real smartphone, I can’t read them lying in bed, and I do love lying in bed with the electric blanket.

Maybe if I can just accomplish ONE THING a day with my task of getting organized, then if “this” is all over before I am, I will have made some progress. If not, my poor surviving kids…

So glad last night that I can still climb out of the tub after a down-in-the-water bath. It will be a week before F. comes again to help.

Received an e-mail from A, who went to India over the holidays. He hasn’t been allowed to leave India for the time being.

I think I’ll make this a recurring blog, because exciting things occupy my mind, if not my life. [How can that be?]