It is a “mickee”…

What would you do..how would you feel…if someone..(as they say) slipped you  “mickee”…?

Had something enter your life..and so drastically change it..all you could do..was go along for the ride…

What would you do..if you could not remember what you did five minutes ago..why you were sitting in a certain room…or knew somewhere inside…our magnificent brain..that you were missing something…?

Life had passed you by…moments..feelings..taken from you…and you were a prisoner..being dictated to..on every level…?…how would you feel…?

I had a moment to view a life from that place…briefly…a life which will become mine in time..a long time I hope..but in time..

And I had to do the dance…not offered or suggested to me..but forced upon me..like many situations and attitudes this life engages one in…

Diseases which attack the brain…hold it captive..slowly..methodically..with intent..take away choice..option..decision..making one at the whim of its progress..and how our world views it should be handled..how authority..because they have the bigger bat..make you a prisoner…get slipped a “mickee”….

Authorities who judge and decide provisions are only for those of a certain class..gender..appearance..make one have to decide to go with the dance…or find another path to go on..and honestly..that may be the harder dance..the one we do not know how to do..the ride at the amusement park..we just cannot handle…

And I have come to figure out..from interactions..moments to watch..staying engaged rather than detached..that there is no choice..

Elderly are placed in captivity..for their own protection..we are assured…prison I call it..because they are not able to handle life the way we think they should..yet we demand…as not being that old…to live our life..and we will not allow anyone to tell us how we are to live…as we stand up tall..and place our hands on our hips…

And watch elderly..our parents..aunts..uncles..disabled..hunker down into their bodies..medicated..fed plastic food…and wave at them behind the guarded door..in case one escapes..and decides they do not like that we have thought for them…made decisions which are not ours to make..yet smile because we are pleased..they are safely tucked away…

And if we squint just right…color it…we think we are doing the right thing…busyness..self absorption..and having to be reminded what is right and wrong..makes prison all okay…

It makes every moment we give to some falsehood..some way we are told to live..the stamp of approval..to continue to ignore and condone.. the killing of humanity…

An ability I say..we have damn near perfected…

I know…I know…time is money..bills to pay..dishes to wash..places to be..girlfriends to go shopping with and buddies to have the drink with…

I know..I know..not acting right…good for me..and I pray it continues…

I pray the need to have that thing..another pat on the back for staying well past work hours…to do another’s job…the child in one more sport..or dance event…

Will be replaced..by the courage..to go to the wall for a partner…a friend..your parent..regardless of whether they get your approval…to actually look a person in the eyes…to sit..and not tell how you feel..in the presence of one battling a disease..or having a moment…

Because it is not about time..money..or the next thing one needs to be doing…

It is about that word.. LOVE….and it has almost become dirty in some circles….and to be honest…I do not think we even know what it is anymore..have no definition for…yet everything..everything..stems from it..always….

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~ by HopeGlenn on July 9, 2012.

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