As someone who has not had symptomatic flu or cold in this millenium, I’m not that concerned. Ebola doesn’t cause a cytokine storm, so perhaps it’s not so bad.

Deadly, irrational, and determined, the intruder snuck across a weakened perimeter. Eluding capture, the intruder was detained only after missteps and close calls. The spin began soon after the threat was isolated. Information was selectively leaked. Half-truths and untruths were uttered. Responsibility was avoided; privileges and credentials asserted; authority reasserted. Trust us. Remain calm. Don’t panic.

It’s very calming, all reading is a relaxation (said Nietzsche).

Linked: http://freebeacon.com/columns/the-case-for-panic/

what a question!

Poets were much better when they weren’t trying to destroy poetry, for sure.

We used to be so close,
Like pages in a book.

Time changes everything.
Or is it that we change over time?

My feelings for you have not changed
Though they have been tamed.

Somehow I see you differently
You seem to have moved away
Or so I think
Until I protest and tell you to let me be.

Then you try to get close,
But for me it’s too late.

I’ve lost my trust,
My belief in you.
My doubts are pushing me away from you.

I don’t like to be played,
I’m not a tune.
My feelings are now hidden,
Away from view.

You may ask if I miss you?
Sure I do.
If I think of you as much as I used to do?
For sure, I do.
But will I let it show, most certainly no!
I’m afraid of being hurt.
I don’t dare tempt fate
Like I used to do.

I showed my feelings too early perhaps.
Perhaps you didn’t believe,
Or didn’t care.
Don’t tell me that now you do!

I hate these games people play,
They are not for me.
I’m a simple soul.
I know me and what I want.

I trust easily,
But if you hurt me beware,
No second chances with me.
I won’t dare.

So if you love me let me know.
And if you don’t know, let me go.
Or tell me to wait,
Don’t play silly games,
Letting me try to read your mind.

I don’t assume anything,
Unlike you who tries to guess,
I’m lazy,
Give me facts.

Mysteries drive me crazy,
If you play games, I will too,
But my games will be cruel
As I will be so cold with you.

Over The Moon