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Even the GOAT gets a bad wrap
Dear A**hole,
( * context written after watching Space Odyssey with the Worst leach on earth. I would spit on it alive and in death 2019/20. Kinda freshened up in December 2023).
Even The GOAT gets a bad WRAP.
He told me to shut my mouth
A matrix mixed up reality.
No voice could penetrate my words
Duplicity;
Over & over ,
I said too much
Too soon
Googled each mythological Grecian character channel without further a due.
He told me to shout out with his present presence.
I took offense due to my theoretical thoughts
An invasive entity.
Unsettling striking parallel perspex
Perspectives contrast.
Ineffectual dissonance
Cognitively one was watching the movie without subtext
The other summoning books of mythological Gods.
She clubbed the moment
She clubbed all movement to death.
A breath.
Mere words- littered
Pollute the stratosphere
Tube fed turtle dying on his tomb head
What to say ?
Keep my mouth shut!
Recalling an author – Christopher Vogler-heroes journey
A triumph against my early dementia onset.
Failure to visualise a world now mature
Plastic,
Stryophone,
Polyphryne- strewn.
A pavement to display the current concrete news.
Two little lives at
Mine for food.
One a pest.
One a blessing
One a feud.
Did I make a mistake when my absorbed self brought nothing but blues.
Shame
A sham
Help
Veered too far
This wasn’t premeditated
Dearly Didn’t.
Want to Fondle my lop-sided breasts.
Last Friday he said I recoil like a chicken
Headless
From his touch or his brazen cackle
Touche
Eclat
Yves Se laurent
No brush can lighten this intimate blush.
What more can I divulge ?
Not much with
Out
Taking off
All of my clothes.
That’s too much information…
You DO NOT have
controL
consentl over my present thoughts of my identity & my future.
I release myself- the wrong kind of twist – GRAPHICALLY OBCENE.
If you are gonna dance -a jitter bug Squint looks better
In print.
SINCERELY ,
Natasha in ReaL City aka daisy in the willows.
IN OTHER NEWS
Kid is bafffled by ability to think. Clearly.
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Beggars Society
Beggers society.
true love insatiety.
Two lovers with no fixed abode.
Pariahs to a culture in the quest for a monetary load.
Shelter over head versus security locked on the inside.
Freedom in exploring lovers to expel,
outcasts have rights to claim base to a premise.
Basic needs
Allow Emotion necessary feeds.
Inconceivable,two teens choose homelessness!
Increasing sorrow into the hearts of a young generations bliss?
The fault is not with those who choose companionship.
The system fails us all.
Digits in Information Data protected code.
Silicon domain ship drives the latex whip.
Norms of society don’t make for a decent person.
Laws in place to follow obediently -can’t find a pulse – humanity is cursing.
No religious books needed to teach us how to know right from wrong.
Morals are instinctive-passed down a DNA cell telethon.
Spirituality and science
is empathy responding in defiance.
Scrutinise the tramps
for he who makes not a wage sufficient to put in our governments’ banks.
Gleam citizens of society!
Feed your families by working for a legal, unethical corporation.
Where will you take your possessions when nature sheds a hernia?
Blood bank Sponsorship in need of a different type of currency.
Fear
we have lost.
Not long until we see all genders in mass hysterization.
Followers, likes, tags, social status
irrelevant.
War on the photoshop Generation
insert a sultry slavering pavlova condition.
wear the no makeup look – wear less makeup.
no need for a two-hour trial and a tutorial book.
A means to an end.
Look at how we teach our children to defend
themselves
alone
for one day we must die.
How can we continue to justify how we live life?
living in hope of being upgraded by united airlines,
feet up in the sky
‘on the high’.
Lynx Fur coat
My French Grandmother, who (at the time) had the last stages of vascular Dementia lived in a different time to me.
Before my existence , a couple of generations before mine, my Grandpa, bought a gift for my Grandma. I was told she had the coat made for her in Vienna.
I have a confession to make , I am so (so) ashamed.
It’s no ordinary coat,it has her initials engraved on the inside (lynx fur.I’ve seen Kate Moss wear something similar).
For my 27th Birthday my Grandma gave me her coat. It didn’t fit her any more (& she loved me –of course).
I ignored my guilt,played the ignorant person when I wore it ( in hypothermic temperatures in the U.K.) with hesitant pride. It kept out the cold off my bones,it was soft and beautiful.
I own a lynx fur coat. (cue: Gasp, shock & horror).
Now before you all judge me with sentiments such as:
“Burn it ,Daisy , burn it. Sell it or whatever.. Just get rid, girlfriend cos if you don’t,see this? You and me? We are done. And I mean done .”
Try to understand that this is something sentimental (an heirloom) that my grandma gave me before she got ill and passed away from Vascular Dementia & Alzeihemers.
I live with this secret. Erm, not any longer….
I don’t wear it these days.
It makes me feel like a hypocrite.
My Mom has kept it.
She didn’t want me to get rid of it while my grandma was still alive.
So, this is my shameful secret.
Last time I looked at it, I put it on, and I felt like Hannibal.
Images of torture came to the forefront of my mind of what happened to this animal.
How to end this post?
It’s not easy (or even affordable) to just switch over your whole lifestyle /ethics/family traditions etc.. to not eating or wearing anything that hasn’t had an animal involved in the process in some way.
The truth is
I frittered my wedding money away (a couple of years ago) working for a non animal tested and environmental friendly business that sold products from A-Z
I ended up buying most of the products (and it led to nada profit for me)
It was expensive.It cost me an income. It alleviated my consciousness.
I stopped eating sweets (Haribos)because I knew that they had gelatin in them, and that derives from animal fat.
Who needs motivation for going on a diet?
(You now have one )
We can’t get it right all the time. .
We can become more aware about where our consumables come from, who suffers & power ourselves up with knowledge (as shocking and awful as it is).
I’m not saying be ‘overzealous ‘, however,the first step to fighting this massive topic of animal abuse in all its forms -is to become conscious & then to act.
Being conscious leads to decision making and any action you do that comes from a good place in your heart or mind is a good start.
One final thought before I wrap this up.
I recall a time I woke up to the salacious smell of grilling bacon – thanks husband for the temptation.
I nearly threw up. The smell was rank. He thought I was going all ‘Johnny Drama’ (Entourage) on him but, honestly it made me feel sick to the point I ran out of that kitchen.
I DON’T WANT TO EAT SOMETHING OR SOMEBODY JUST LIKE ME.
29 responses to “Lynx Fur coat”
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You made it through the challenge with interesting posts. This was was very good. I am a person who finds it difficult to get rid of sentimental things. So, I accumulate things that I no longer use.
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same here so I guess for now the coat is not going anywhere 😀
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thanks for the support for the challenge and for my blog too – much appreciated 🙂
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Wow! Well done girl, for going hard at the challenge. I enjoyed your informative articles and your heirloom of a coat is more of sentimental value from a loved family member so I guess you have to keep it 🙂
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Thank you 🙂 You have been a great support. So really, thank you SO much. I guess I may just have too…… time will tell 🙂
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Your heart speaks volumes!! Something such as your grandmas coat is so sentimental. Personally, I would never get rid of it! Just put it up somewhere and know that your grandma loves you so much. Focus on the good times. Dementia is so hard – been there with my mother-in-law and father-in-law had full blown Alzheimers. My thoughts are with you and your family.
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Ah thank you for your kind words. WOW! Double blow. It is an awful illness – horrific- sorry for your own losses xxx
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Thank you. Xoxo
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Consciousness and awareness are the first steps to stop animal abuse. And you’ve done a great job of spreading awareness! A very unique and thoughtful theme, successfully completed. Congratulations!! 😀
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Thank you so much. Xxxx
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It was real great pleasure daisy … 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂 wish you a great time ahead …
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Same here. You did good too. Onwards and upwards x
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Great post! I’m running behind too! X
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Don’t worry. I don’t mind waiting 🙂 and thanks xx
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Right answers can never be found in the world of strictures and outward morals. You have faced an occasion where to keep one moral precept is to violate another. That is why the conscious world is not built strictly upon law, but on the spirit of it.
The animals are dead and gone and the Grandma… The animals cannot be honoured anymore, only with our choices going forward. Grandma will always be in your memories. The Spirit of goodness inside will show you what to do with the coat in time. My guess is that you will not wear it much, but maybe put it to some good use. It is not a sin to receive a gift and to honour the one that gave it.
As for bacon… I’m with you on that one. Disgusting! 🙂
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You make so much sense. I thought about selling it once my Gran has passed on but I feel I will be no better than the person who shot it, made it and wore it. Ignorance is bliss. I can’t just burn it! My gran gave it to me with all her heart and kindness. She didn’t and will never know how that fur got made into her coat. I’m so glad it’s not just me. Gaz thought I was being a drama queen!. It was foul. foul. foul. I have never smelled burning flesh but it repulsed me so much -I used to love the smell of bacon when I was a kid.. Strange …
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Perhaps there is some spiritual realities coming to bear with the bacon. Perhaps you are not into taking anymore because the taking is there to taken. That is the meaning of bacon, and if you’re not into that, these things often run in parallel.
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*to be taken
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Deformation some food for thought 😊😊😀 such a bad joke ha ha . I don’t know how you put up with me sometimes
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I think we all have our own beliefs and as long as you’re happy to keep the coat, then don’t let other people’s put you off (you’re friends might be relieved – after all, you can hardly lecture them for eating meat when you have a fur coat lol). It’s not like you personally asked for the Lynxes to be killed, the coat was probably in existence long before you were and it’s value to you isn’t monetary, it’s a link to someone important in your life
Debbie
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that we do. Ha! yes. Nice one I can guilt trip people who eat meat because they (animals) don’t get treated any better. It was made in the late seventies so yes a few years before I was born. Thanks for helping me feel less of a hypocrite xxx
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It’s been a pleasure blogging with you through AtoZ, Daisy! Looking forward to following your awesome blog! I’m in AtoZ withdrawal!! 😉
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I’m sure loads more challenges will pop up Mary Lou. xxx
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Great post Daisy, but regarding your coat, I can totally understand the sentimental connection and I understand your feelings regarding the matter, you do what you think best and I don’t think anyone will hold it against you, we all know how you feel inside, but your heart is there also, a big heart, so don’t worry about your secret x (I have no red paint anyway !! ha ha ) Have a good day
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ha ha ha ha xxx
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Thank you ! Great eye-opening post !
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Thank you and No worries 🙂
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