Very fashionable, the element periodic table.
When I studied it long ago, I really enjoyed the subject.
I just hated dissecting baby pigs and the awful scent of the frogs. I'll not forget the smell of it.
But, I liked the rocks and minerals, the hard and softer scales and that fancy periodic table of delight.
Re: Alprazolam
Posted: March 2nd, 2011, 3:19 am
by stilltrucking
Me too
just like it was yesterday
Mr Welkos Chemistry class, 1959 Patterson Park high school. Clippership was our school mascot. Baltimore Clippers, the fastest square rigged sailing ships of the 19th Century.
Just like it was yesterday
cutting up that cat
in College Park Maryland
Comparative Embryology 1960
Oh what a smell
Time folds back in on itself
like a Dali watch
Interesting book Achilles In Vietnam
he talks about veterans getting into pissing contests with each other.
not to start one with you dame
but if you got it from your pregnancy
you also got something precious for your pain
I think about your children somestimes
and wonder if your son nags you sometimes
I think Emily Dickinson knew about the ice in the shadows.
i traffic in words
Re: Alprazolam
Posted: March 2nd, 2011, 3:30 am
by tarbaby
Re: Alprazolam
Wordkook
who I am
Alprazolam sounds like a magic word that Billy Batson would say to change into Captain Marvel.
I used to spend hours trying to figure out the right pronunciation of the word so I could have super powers too.
Yes it is true
I traffic in words
it makes me glib
back when I was smart
I could have sold ice cubes to Eskimos
I been on my new med for about a week, I have not noticed any thoughts about suicide, no more than usual.
I got to start thinking about the withdrawal symptoms
I got the name of the med wrong it is not Alprazolam
it is Gabapentin
Gabapentin is a drug prescribed for epilepsy but also has an off label use to treat neurological pain.
I have read it is also used as a recreational drug. I don't need anymore recreational drugs. I am having a good time as it is. Except for the pain.
Gabapentin was originally approved in the U.S. by the Food and Drug Administration (FDA) in 1994 for use as an adjunctive medication to control partial seizures (effective when added to other antiseizure drugs). In 2002, an indication was added for treating postherpetic neuralgia (neuropathic pain following shingles), other painful neuropathies, and nerve-related pain.[5]
Re: Alprazolam
Posted: March 2nd, 2011, 9:33 pm
by SadLuckDame
What do you have trouble with?
I'm trying not to jump ahead. It's tough to notice my falling aparts.
It's spring in some places, Jack, but no Spring swung here.
I worry it won't stop snowing, it'll become the arctic tundra.
But, other than that one weather blues
I decided today that this is one of my happiest years ever
it truly is wonderful. Almost wonderful.
Just about each day I get told, "I love you." and it's the most heartfelt, and truly true coming from kiddos, I mean my heart is just full at the moment of the goodest things, the goodest. To know I'm helping a tiny piece of the world. I don't know why I'd stopped, I don't know why I shut myself up and turned it all off. This is bliss, it's meaningful. What was I thinking.
If I can do more and when
I'm gonna, I'm so gonna
cause life can be beautiful.
Tomorrow I mights be winter boo hooing again, so I had to tap this out first before I get cold. I must be thin skinned.
Re: Alprazolam
Posted: March 3rd, 2011, 8:27 pm
by tinkerjack
Spring has sprung here in the republic of paradise
living is easy
windows open feels like spring
like maybe what May feels like upstate in your state
I been hurting some, I been thinking about changing the title of this thread I think I may have mislead judih. The drug I am taking is Gabapentin not Alprazolam. I agree with judih, I am not taking no pills to deal with this depression. It comes and goes dame. Like yesterday I was feeling so happy I looked out the open window in the kitchen and saw one of Bella Rose's stuffed toys hanging out to dry.
Only the occasional thought about Spalding Gray and his back pain.
Re: Alprazolam
Posted: March 3rd, 2011, 11:22 pm
by SadLuckDame
All the world's a beautiful,
through Bella Rose's eyes.
All the world is swinging
on the hang of a clothes line.
It's big and glorious.
Fully explorious!
Newly colored,
a tripalor,
flavortour
with Bella Rose in mind.
With Bella Rose's mind.
Re: Alprazolam
Posted: March 4th, 2011, 12:29 pm
by short timer
she's an artist
a painter actually;
see that 'smile' on her face?
well it's her most famous piece
Such an exquisite pain and pleasure to sit here and type with you Dame.
Bella Rose, she has never been punished. She has no dirty thoughts.
"Salute her when her birthday comes"
I was having not a bad morning, no pain, and I looked out the kitchen window and saw that toy and her nighty hanging out to dry in a warm breeze and I felt positively happppy! Children, what more reason does a man have to live than for the pleasure of seeing a baby smile.
I been in some Freudian shit this morning, Freud circa 1920, before he moved beyond the pleasure principle.
I am trying to remember Diana Moon Glamper's tagline
"In a dark time the eye begins to see."
I always liked that dylan song, my sister had an egyptian ring, it always made me feel compassion for my brother in law, the bear. The bear is happpy to be a grandpaw. Bella Rose alwas makes his day too.
Re: Alprazolam
Posted: March 4th, 2011, 12:44 pm
by Diana Moon Glampers
These days it seems that poems work better than pills for me.
In a Dark Time
In a dark time, the eye begins to see,
I meet my shadow in the deepening shade;
I hear my echo in the echoing wood--
A lord of nature weeping to a tree,
I live between the heron and the wren,
Beasts of the hill and serpents of the den.
What's madness but nobility of soul
At odds with circumstance? The day's on fire!
I know the purity of pure despair,
My shadow pinned against a sweating wall,
That place among the rocks--is it a cave,
Or winding path? The edge is what I have.
A steady storm of correspondences!
A night flowing with birds, a ragged moon,
And in broad day the midnight come again!
A man goes far to find out what he is--
Death of the self in a long, tearless night,
All natural shapes blazing unnatural light.
Dark,dark my light, and darker my desire.
My soul, like some heat-maddened summer fly,
Keeps buzzing at the sill. Which I is I?
A fallen man, I climb out of my fear.
The mind enters itself, and God the mind,
And one is One, free in the tearing wind.