Does anyone keep tabs on the internet broadcasting subliminal messages? Some of the news blogs I get have suspiciously repeating little scenarios on the side without any obvious message. Maybe they’re subliminal to the watchdogs, too. I’d just like to know if they do, whether it’s advertisements or political.
A mixed bag
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Frustration
Published October 2, 2019 by Nan MykelI want to wring the sponge of life,
gut the belly of the Milky Way
but when it starts to rain
I go inside. Damn.
nm 1981
FLASH FICTION-“Going Home””
Published October 2, 2019 by Nan Mykel
GOING HOME
The staff member looks at me, and that’s when I notice her lovely turquoise eyes. “You’ve got beautiful eyes,” I had to say. She smiles.
Later I remark on the nurse’s eyes to another staff member who sniffs, “Probably colored contacts.” Upon reflection, I have to agree; most likely. But she had at least looked at me.
I am leaving the rehab center tomorrow, and during the evening prior to my release I have a dream in which I am safely seated by the rim of an extinct volcano which begins to spew objects high into the air. There’s no fire, no lava, just the projectile ejection. A nervously quivering object lands kersplat near me and crawls over to sit beside me. Why, it’s Willie the Octopus from my first story, who the volcano has physically separated from Princess Dootsy Dorf from Oceanvale! No sooner has poor Willie landed than one of my favorite books lands in my lap. User Illusion! I am being bombarded by inner glories! Then, as though falling through a cloud from far above, tumbles Tulpa, an old friend from several stories once begun. I’m thinking that’s the end of my visitors when Amber floats by, lucidly dreaming. If I am surprised beyond words I am even more surprised and pleased to see the Oriental lady from behind the store window complete her dainty step forward, twirling her umbrella, which I can see now is a parasol. She pauses on her way and turns to face me, and bends into a formal bow. I slowly awaken near tears, touched. Murphy pauses by my door. “You doing those bent foot exercises? Looks to me like you’re falling asleep in that chair.”
“Just watching the day wane beyond my window.” Murphy laughs and walks on by, as I continue woolgathering. Loving a thing is somewhat like experiencing beauty, in that it fills you up. I must have been eighteen years old when I saw the figurine in a jewelry store window in Lexington, Kentucky that filled me with warmth. It was a delicate oriental figure in a kimono, carrying an umbrella, stepping ahead with one foot raised. I wanted it, but knew I could not afford it, so tucked it away for later recall, like today.
I remember all the stillborn creatures in the quagmire of my unpublished stories, locked into my bulging briefcase. They are my things, too, I guess, fruit of my mind instead of my womb, waiting to be delivered, but perhaps destined to be forever caught between idea and shelf. My womb is infertile but not my mind, which still cherishes things from the past. Things don’t leave you.
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After Reading dianeravitch For More Than a Year…
Published October 2, 2019 by Nan MykelI’ve met some goodhearted liberals who are afraid of public schools.
What do I say to them? I thought it was just upward snobbery that fueled the charter fire, but many liberals are loathe to expose their children to the drug/gang culture they believe to be rampant in their public schools.
I haven’t managed to find a response to them.
Are all private schools like for instance all-girls private schools charter schools?
Who Woulda Thought…
Published October 2, 2019 by Nan Mykel…That the first time UFO sightings are confirmed by the U.S. Navy, that political news would bury the story on the networks?? I saw one mention of it on tv, but then I rarely watch anything but CNN…
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From Popular Mechanics: The U.S. Navy has confirmed that three online videos purportedly showing UFOs are genuine. The service says the videos, taken by Navy pilots, show “unexplained aerial phenomena,” but also states that the clips should have never been released to the public in the first place.
https://www.washingtonpost.com › national-security › 2019/09/18 › those-uf…Sep 18, 2019 – Those UFO videos are real, the Navy says, but please stop saying ‘UFO‘ … sightings/observations of unauthorized/unidentified aircraft/objects …
A Navy Pilot Reported Seeing UFOs on an Almost Daily Basis –
nymag.com › intelligencer › 2019/05 › navy-pilots-are-seeing-ufos-on-an-al…
May 27, 2019 – As the Times reports, pilot sightings of UFOs have increased
If it weren’t for Trump I bet we would all be trying to guess where the unauthorized/unidentified aircraft/objects come from… Maybe there’s something scarier than Trump to worry about? Who Woulda Thought… I couldn’t handle that…
P.S. Trump says he doesn’t really believe in UFO’s. What does that tell you?
Wouldn’t It Be Loverly…
Published September 30, 2019 by Nan MykelIf either a Democratic or Republican candidate wrote an ad or tweeted the following (from an early Henry Bulletin of the Town of Martinsville, Virginia:)
Four years ago as you well know 
The Ticket bore my name
And if you scratched it off or not
I thanked you just the same
Again I ask for your support
Not that I claim to be
A better man than others are
For all of you know me
But promising to ever stand
For what is just and true
I will simply sign my name
And leave results for you.
J.L. Minter
Posted by nm circa 2017
Mneumonic Help for a Meditation
Published September 30, 2019 by Nan MykelThe meditation I hold most dear was given to me years ago by a mystic who lived atop Black Mountain, North Carolina. The only difficulty was that there are a series of things to “let go,” and the order has always been difficult for me to remember, and you shouldn’t have to open your eyes and check while doing it–especially when falling asleep. You can probably do a better job than I did, but at least it’s a start–I came up with the following device for P N F R F D I : “Playing iN Fire Raises Fire Departments’ Ire.” The only possible stumbling block is that you have to remember that “N” stands for “in.” The meditation is to be repeated silently for as long as is useful, after imagining that you are being filled with a glowing white light throughout your body:
- I release to the light all my Past
- I release to the light all my Negatives
- I release to the light all my Fears
- I release to the light all my human Relationships
- I release to the light my Future
- I release to the light my Death
- I release to the light my Inner self
I am a LIGHT BEING
I RADIATE the light from my Light Center throughout my being.
I radiate the light from my light center to EVERYONE
I radiate the light from my Light Center to EVERYTHING
Before facing a stressful situation: I am in a BUBBLE of light and only light can come to me and only light can be here now.
(Fill in the blank yourself): Thank you ______ for everything.
He said we can heal others by willing THEIR light to help them…He said the source of light is in the solar plexus, which means “source of light.”
To my readers: If you come up with a better mnemonic device, please share it! (It’s like EGBDF — Every good boy does fine).
Image: Not mine. Complicated
SOFT LANDING
Published September 28, 2019 by Nan Mykel
Sure, time’s moving faster,
whitewater rafting between
treacherous shoals.
Slow it down, slow it down!
Time’s winged chariot
catches one’s breath. How
to gentle into a peaceful
landing…How best to live until we
drift into the long day’s end?
Positive feelings about aging
equal longer life, they say.
How shall we maintain that frame
of mind? For me, it’s Curiosity!
The mysteries will always remain.
Wonder and wondering will fill
my parachute and help it to
gentle me down to a soft landing.
I’m Going to Get Younger
Published September 27, 2019 by Nan Mykel
When I look at some of the blogs with thousands of followers and I look at mine, I’m dissatisfied. So I plan to lose about 55 years. I’ve got a cute teenage photo that I can use. What brought this possibility to mind was seeing how forbidding my “Meet Me” page was, and also the other day I stumbled across a blog that I suspected was from a blogger who had developed a fictional character that was astoundingly brave and brassy and super revealing. What fun, I thought, to have one of your fictional characters write your whole blog! Just a warning. As my teachers used to say, “A word to the wise is sufficient.”
FAST DESCENT (in 1975)
Published September 26, 2019 by Nan MykelHurtling
through the
mirror maze
young-old
embryo.
Contorted,
misshapen,
falling back
one-eye.
Cry “Peace!”
Cyclops crazy
beady, heavy.
Where am I?
Who?
Brown.
Old contankerous
brazen brassy
witch-bitch
delirious.
Stop!
Simple smirky
purple prude.
I am the
glamorous sham.
Damn.
Staccato waltz,
loping trot,
forget-me-do.
Who?
Who is that spinning,
passing prisms
fancifully
fragmented
to pieces.
All of them
am I–
Please no.
Red.
Gaping maws
dirty paws
shiny smelly
ripened belly.
Yes, no, true.
My God
hell-o.
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