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Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Ewww! Yuck!

I love definitions. I use a dictionary and thesaurus daily. Those two are my most favorite reference tools, more than Google and more than a calculator. I love it because our language can have more than one meaning for a word and some can have the most hidden and unlikeliest meanings. I found this out by evidence of Black Magic and I at work again.

I called her because I was fed up. I was angry at the situation and mostly at myself. I had been asking for it and finally I got it, but it didn't feel like I wanted it to feel. I wanted to be released of something with satisfaction, but on my own terms, and in my own time. When it didn't happen that way, naturally I was pissed.

But somebody had to pay and that somebody wasn't gonna be me. So I did what I know and called who I knew could help me commit a crime. I called Black Magic. After giving her the run down, we came to a resolve. We labeled. We issued a name to it, so when we see it, we know what it is and it's identified. Like an itchy, flaky, red, inflamed, fungal irritation, that appears in the most inaccessible areas of your body is what we've discovered some people or some circumstances can be to me. A fucking RINGWORM!

And like with any plague or disease no matter how you try to avoid it or get rid of somethings on your own, they keep coming back like a ringworm too! Although I'm rid of something or something is rid of me, at first glance, I'm really not because I'm left with the residue and I have to deal with that shit until it goes away on it's own. So for therapeutic purposes, when I see it coming, I call it by it's name.....Ringworm.