Disturbing Thoughts

Disturbing Thoughts …. by Jim Adams

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Everyone has dark thoughts from time to time which can be upsetting or strange, not making a lot of sense, but this is normal as long as you don’t act on them.  Intrusive thoughts have a way of popping into our heads all the time, like they are coming out of thin air.  Most people can’t help what their minds think about and although we are aware of a tiny fraction of the thinking that goes on in our minds, we can only control a tiny part of our conscious thoughts.  The vast majority about 95 percent of brain activity related to our thinking efforts goes on subconsciously.  Unwanted thoughts are an extremely common symptom of anxiety disorders.  Problems, stress and frustration have a way of bubbling over and manifesting into our thoughts and our brains tend to spit out the most inappropriate things.  It’s part of human nature to…

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Significance

Significance ….. by Susi Bocks

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Inspired by Reena’s Xploration Challenge #285 & Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – Amused

my thoughts
just like my dreams
disturbing

day and night dreaming
leaves me waking in sweat
shaking it off with a smile

i don’t know
whether to be amused or afraid
my mind’s productions mystify

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Farewell

The weekend getaway is promoted as holding high potential for complete renewal of jaded souls. Sheila, being a marketing director of an event management company, is weary of the hype being created around the all-women’s event. Will it be another bonding opportunity with an audience, where they get to offload whatever’s ruining their peace of … Continue reading Farewell

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #285

Welcome to yet another week of thoughtfulness and creativity! PROMPT #285 Here's a video for you to ponder on - Understanding Dark Thoughts https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L7u5N2MfTNU There is no restriction on format of the piece. There is no last date either, unless you wish to be featured in the Weekly Wrap.  Any post that is found to … Continue reading Reena’s Xploration Challenge #285

Soil

A strange sense of peace descends on her. She struggles to get comfortable with it, and then realises that struggle is what she has eliminated from life. She’d forgiven everyone and emptied her home. Of all that gave it meaning, seemingly happy moments destroyed by sarcasm, creative efforts downgraded by derision and a denial of … Continue reading Soil

Turtle Lamp

Turtle Lamp … Artie & Stu

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Weed your garden well, she said her aunt told her, in a dream but also when she was a girl. She said she was asking herself what did it mean. Why her aunt and what it meant. She’d forgiven everyone and emptied her home of all that gave it meaning. She moved to Florida and sent everyone a postcard when she got there. She said come visit. She had a stained glass turtle lamp. There was nothing else familiar. She decorated the entire condo with that little floor nightlight as seeming inspiration. Not that it was all turtles, but the colors and feel of the curtains, the sofa, the table, chairs and murals on the walls. Even the dinnerware. There was a pond outside. She sat in a wicker chair with light blue cushions. She watched vibrant birds, tiny darting lizards and large leaping frogs populating the pond. But no…

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Not Again

yellow lights dot a sky which isnot yet darkpessimistic shadows show shapesfamiliar, yet scaryunrealistic, but stonedto stoke fears of what is probablewhat can happenfrom a particular perspective those yellow lights look like signals from heavento someone who can’t sleepin fear of being overtaken, overpoweredby rivals, enemies or competitorsbut knows there’s a way out theresomewhereeven if … Continue reading Not Again

Happy

lounging around in search of wordsto house myriad thoughts scrolling down screenson discount salesto find somethingthat renovatesmy withering existence mixing colours for the perfect shadefor renewal of interiors with artwhile my pupsscramble for attention I wait for happinessto take a concrete shapeand assure melife’s worth living.. Poetics at dVerse

Control

She senses something out of place before ringing the doorbell. The brass statue of a gunman in the porch looks askance, as his angle of vision changed. It looks like plants have not been watered in the morning. She enters her own house with trepidation as she expects monsters to emerge from the walls and … Continue reading Control

Hostage

I walk fast on a path I don’t want to be on, but time moves slow. I know a certain distance is to be covered, till I reach somewhere … somewhere I want to be, or somewhere different from this place. I can accelerate movement with a faster vehicle, or taking a shortcut. I’ve reached … Continue reading Hostage