Apathy.

I walk the earth, caring for none. Travelling by stealth at night, avoiding the sun
hand.

You pity me, that’s just grand

Wandering your world at will,

Hospitals and morgues I am happy to fill.

No feelings for you pitiful lives.

Your problems mean less than a bag of knives.

I spoil your days with bad news,

Cancer, dementia and murderous baby blues.

I am the dead look in a prostitute’s eyes,

The funeral of each soldier that dies.

I am the bomb, the bullet and grenade.

The million dollar deal on which someone will renege .

I am the loss of innocent child’s limbs.

I am the suicide bomber’s blinding belief.

I am this world’s broken, dieing of grief.

I am the filth you fear so much

The sleaze and the open legs you dare not touch.

I am the disease that stalks you at night

The slash of a knife in a drunken fight.

Your worst, greatest and last no hope

The the scabby hands that grope.

Around in your homes, schools and playground.

I am all that is your worst nightmare

I am the wrongs that you have no intention to repair.

I am Apathy.

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It only takes a few good men to do nothing and evil will win.

The last I can write of Gilgamesh.

Back in June I wrote ”As I am nearing the end of my account of my feelings and experiences at The Silent Eye Spring Workshop I find I want to linger with the memories and stop time.”

I had joined the Silent Eye Work Shop back in April to learn what I could about Gilgamesh and his quest for immortality. In fact I learned a lot about myself and I am still learning.

I met some amazing people who by their example and knowledge taught me so mugh. It is strange that these beautiful people who I hardly knew, brought me to tears of sadness and beautiful joy. I feel so privileged to have been included I felt safe and, yes even loved.

I had previously been on a weekend with the Silent Eye last December which had also been a revelation. Sadly and not for want of trying I hoped to join them all in September and December this year but the fates decided that was not to be.

Going back to Gilgamesh I wrote at length about my experiences of that weekend. Yet as I said I just could not write about the end of that weekend…… I still cannot, not because I am not capable or I can not remember, no because I feel I have not finished learning from it . I want to keep it in my heart and let the lessons I learned grow.

I am going to do my best to attend the April workshop in Derbyshire again for

The Silent Eye Annual Workshop 2020

Great Hucklow, Derbyshire

17-19 April 2020

Where Beauty Sleeps

I am hoping the fates will smile on me and help me accomplish this new part of my journey.

So for now Gilgamesh sleeps in my heart.

Information on the Silent Eye, a modern mystery school, and their events read here.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Oct. 26/19

Before we start we need to say a huge thank you to Pamela Jessen for our out going badge. It was a great badge.

We now have a brand new badge for this year from Shelley Krupa it is beautiful and here it. Isn’t it beautiful

This week our prompt for LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday is Dress.Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!

Dress

Blue silk

Dress with black

Net petticoat

Low cut edged in gold

Shoes of electric blue

Killer heels to stomp on you

Dressed up, dressed to thrill, dressed to kill

Images from Pixabay

#SoCs.