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do a checklist before beginning:
helmet
harness
shoes
carabiners
webbing
cords
oxygen canisters
fuel
food
etc.
check weather reports.
set up a base camp.

in the helicopter
the blades reminded you
of the ceiling fan
in the hostel
in Bangkok
last year.

all right
up you go
(as your father once said
handing small you
onto the monkey bars)
this is it.
the world now boils down
to snow
ice
crevasses
ridges
storms
wind
whiteness.

at the summit,
you're as winded as you were
when she left you.
you needed a challenge
and here it is, so
pose
for a picture
plant
a flag.
be Sir Edmund for a minute

but
Tenzig Norgay knew
that everything
worth having
was
back in Lukla
Kathmandu
Casablanca
or Hometown, USA.
even the cat
knew that.
why didn't you?
Sir Edmund Hillary was famed as the first (white) man to climb Mount Everest. Tenzig Norgay was his sherpa.
Piano treads secret doors,
unlike stubborn antique drawals,
once we open which was closed,
disrupts dust & cobwebs composed.
I don't need a harpoon sinking in
when my heart and liver's a rage
of alcohol and feel good haze
better than a chill with blankets,
Another day of no motivation.
Lost in a time I had sleeping in
and would never leave for 3 days,
the guilt of a burden of sins
not just my own but inflicted rage
My dreams were lesser than nightmares
so I got lost in all the adventures
like the hopping of a delightful hare.....
I screamed

for a few seconds
silence prevailed

Then

echoes spread
in all directions.
I am a witness of a consistency dwelling customary, someone that now, attuned to the subtle signs of decay.
Cruelty dwells in you. What good news, I've escaped. I thank God. Now, I can only offer my absence and silence, which can echo loudly within. A revenge that I believe is as cruel as your indifference.
You are precisely as my soul remembers youโ€”familiar and unchanged,
Yet somehow distant from what my heart believes you could be. When our souls recognize someone but hesitate to connect,
We must pause or, better yet, swiftly exit through the nearest gate. Our souls carry the memory of past karmic connections,
Familiarity doesn't always mean safety or a genuine bond of love.

We must learn to identify past cycles that are not worth repeating.
Once we have mastered the art of avoiding a repeat of the old drama,
Only then can we move forward with clarity and heal our trauma.
RobbieG 3d
Replace have a good day with howโ€™s your day !

It might be the only way their day could quite possibly be good, for some.

It might lead to a conversation where two people connect, you might be the only person who has ever asked.
Itโ€™s strange
how people bring flowers
to your funeral,
but never when youโ€™re alive.

And noโ€”
Iโ€™m not talking about the flowers,
or death.
Some are just some without a thing for the living.
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