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Purcy
Purcy
52/M/Earth I'm a songwriter, poet, musician and fool ~ my truth lies somewhere in-between these little things.
BLUES SONG (Till the morning comes) Dance with me babe, And shake it, all night long Come home and dance with me babe, And shake it, all night long Keep on shakin' with me, darlin' Until the daylight comes. Shake it babe, shake it all night long, Shake me baby, shake it all night long, Whoa, shake me honey baby, Until the morning comes. You know you move me baby, With your sweet caress, you know you move me baby, with your sweet caress, come on and move me pretty mama, Until the morning comes. (Solo & instrumental) Shake it babe, shake it all night long, Shake me baby, shake it all night long, Whoa, shake me honey baby Until the morning comes. You know you move me baby, With your sweet caress, you know you move me baby, with your sweet caress, come on and move me pretty mama, Until the morning comes. Have mercy on me baby, when the daylight comes, Have mercy on me, darling’ when the morning comes, Now you done, made me love you babe, til i’ve been and gone.
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Feb 22
Feb 22, 2026 at 12:02 PM UTC
12 bar BLUES (Till the morning comes)
My continued experience with the NHS is the sense that, no one is listening or fixing. If at all possible go private, tell them what you want investigating and fixing. A national health hospital is not going to cure you for, “A patient cured is a customer lost!; Instead, of fixing you, “Big farmer” will crudely manage your symptoms, with drugs, at a cost and send you home in prolonged agony. It’s a lucrative carousel !
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Feb 22
Feb 22, 2026 at 10:28 AM UTC
NHS CAROUSEL.
I’ll do something extraordinary with my life, When a random situation justifies it!
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Jan 21
Jan 21, 2026 at 11:41 AM UTC
Waiting for a excuse to live.
Justice cannot be achieved through financial incentives. Every investigation is in proportion to the victims net worth… And the aggressor’s net worth dictates the severity of their punishment; if convicted. That’s what lawyers do for money. The more money, the more justice for the victims, Equally, more money the less punishment for the perpetrators. And there is little, or no justice for the poor ..
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Jan 1
Jan 1, 2026 at 6:04 PM UTC
Nothing has changed part two
I want a charismatic leader; a great hope to charm me; to romance me, to save me from this wretched existence. Just make it just, righteous, legal, and in return, i’ll devote my service to you. I’ll invest in your dreams, just choose your victims and I’ll help to cleanse this disease. And together our army, we will build our own vision of utopia, and bring the enemy to their knees. And a decade later, when the romance is dead, and the love affair is over, i’ll be right back where I started; bitter, hopeless, and awaiting a new and charismatic saviour. Our hopes and dreams weaponised in the same way for millennia ~ When will we wake up?
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Dec 28, 2025
Dec 28, 2025 at 8:40 AM UTC
Dictators, war & you ! The servant.
I’m sincerely wrong, sincerity is not truth, despite having good intentions, I misunderstood, I apologise.
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Nov 5, 2025
Nov 5, 2025 at 7:28 AM UTC
Apology.
Drink the golden nectar from the cedar cup, enter the forbidden world, steal the poetry, and sing the songs, enlighten your soul, and return richer, for this life seems short, time after time.
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Jun 6, 2025
Jun 6, 2025 at 8:25 AM UTC
Re-occurring folklore
“What is treading on eggshells” (I’m trying to define it) Maybe it’s: When a question is perceived as a judgement? This is the point in a relationship where, you first sense, that you’re views or actions are not entirely welcome; The moment where mutual trust evaporates, and you realise that acting in someone’s best interests, has become an intrusion; not necessarily because you overstepped the mark; but because you were perceived to do so, and that this is the moment where joyful innocence, morphs into trepidation and uncertainty. From this point on, you’ll probably be spending a lot of time, being hyper vigilant of your own words and actions; so not to be perceived as intrusive or offensive. In conclusion, what you’ve lost!…is your freedom! and what they’ve lost!…is your honesty and innocence.
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Mar 11, 2025
Mar 11, 2025 at 7:13 AM UTC
Treading on eggshells
Passive-aggressive behaviours (PAB) The (PAB) focal point, is all about their grief, loss, disappointment, and lack of control. (They feel victimised) When something disappointing triggers the (PAB), the people around them also fall foul to the (PAB’s) sense of insecurity; You will feel pity for them as you watch them withdraw from their friends and allies; pushing away loved ones, engaging in delaying tactics, sabotaging plans; yet maintaining that nothing's wrong. (Sulking!)~ weaponising silence… They will no longer be willing comunicators, interactions with people will become noncommittal, politely or quietly hostile, they will deploy long silences, you’ll be waiting for an unnatural length of time, for responses; any expected response will come short and late, subtle hints, never addressing the issues, aloof, stalling progress, leaving people at a loss, insecure, confused, frustrated, none the wiser, physically and emotionally drained. You will no longer be able to assist them, you’ll never get the answers or the results you were hoping for, and you’ll feel the cold shoulder, as they claim to love you, or want be your friend. You can stay, and continue to tread on eggshells, to prevent triggering them, but ultimately they will waste your time, your love and energy. Regrettably and without resolution, to escape this toxicity, you’ll have to cut and run!  ✂️ & 🏃‍♀️
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Jan 25, 2025
Jan 25, 2025 at 7:46 AM UTC
Passive-aggressive behaviours (PAB)
Cultural fantasy. A skeptical façade; for cultural appearances. Most if not all of us desire wealth, power, *** love, and understanding. we are often fantasists as regards our current reality. Ironically those of us that openly desire the improbable, are labelled dreamers; Yet those clinging to a collective cultural reality, are often deemed level headed. In short! Our cerebral lives are a fantasy, as is our collective culture, and our cultural beliefs. We are just flesh, passing through the landscape for a short time, before we are dead and gone; and in just three generations, people will know little or nothing about our existence.
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Dec 22, 2024
Dec 22, 2024 at 7:50 AM UTC
Cultural fantasy 2