My Big Fat Reblog

Well, share actually. To keep my post size manageable here and in the feed, I’ve linked rather than reblog.

Kendall F. Person of The Neighbourhood on WP, just wrapped up a three-part series on gossip. It was done in a story format and is incredibly powerful, delving into the motivations of the person who initiates the gossip and blowing up the general attitude that repeating misinformation is harmless.

Y’all have probably seen my shorts, poems and rants about gossip. It’s hard to be completely objective when one has been and continues to be, targeted by a gossip. Kendall’s pieces bring home the point so much better. I hope you’ll take the time to read each of his and perhaps mine too. It is subjective but factual. Gossip hurts.

I’m listing them in link format below and the last link is to an old piece of mine that retells and old Jewish parable about the consequence and effect of malicious words and as I like to refer to gossip, ‘sanctioned slander’.

Comments are welcome on this piece in particular and note that it falls under my writing about Narcissism. Gossip is one of the power tools in the Narc’s tool kit and they use it and their cronies to start it and spread it.

Ask good questions. Start with ‘why is this person telling this?’

~ kei
3 December 2015

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Gossip Part One

Gossip Part Two

Gossip Part Three

Words, Feathers, Rabbis and Letters

You Spin Me Right Round ~ Again

Draw me in
Let me spin
RPM
Crazy Revolution
No solution

Draw me up
Throw me down
YoYo
Dervish whirling
Thoughts swirling

Shake my emotion
Centrifuge notion
Tornado
Twist me round and round
Dizzy dancing, all fall down

29 May 2012

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In light of my dearth of words… sharing a post from my first month on WordPress.

The original post is here: Old Stuff Reposted

Regrettable

Friendships are Life’s best gifts to us
When kindred spirits intertwine

Soul mates newer and the older
No matter the vintage of the wine

So did I think of you my friend
Such kinship offered was thine

How sad that barely savoured
It was blighted on the vine

~ kei
9 July 2015

Heightened

Your voice is an echo kissing my ear

Your scent is sandalwood and verbena

Your taste is a lingering temptation on my tongue

Your touch is tactile elation on my skin

Your image shimmers behind my closed eyelids

Wrapped in all that I can touch… scent, taste, see and hear
Thoughts rushing headlong from Past to Present tense
And I long to reclaim and leave behind my fear
And to trust once again in my sixth sense

~ kei
17 June 2015

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