If anyone has the vocabulary to describe anything is you hehe...

Evolution my favorite sunbject to think about on my manic phases.... :)

Yeah time goes by fast, but what is time?...

"linear time is a man made concept" :)

Unfortunately, words which make sense to me all too often sound like gibberish to whomever I am talking to. Especially when my mind starts sliding between languages in search of the "right" word.

I have lots of first-hand proof that communicating and speaking - however elegantly - are not the same thing.

Sigh.

Words are beautiful and powerful....i guess it depends what you are using them for..if its as an art form them complicated, eloquent, elegant like you do is beautiful...

But if you're using them to reach as many people as you can, then simple does the trick.

Forgive me, but I haven't time to be brief...

or

Simplicity is the natural result of profound thought.

I can't remember who I stole those from. Not in the mood to look it up.

Have you ever written a book?

You do have a unique style of writing.Is complex and can't say i always understand it (but my atte span its not the greatest due to my PTSD)...But its beautiful and unique.

Arfie, I know what you mean. It's been 34 years since I first set first in a counselor's office. He was a terrible therapist, now that I look back on his work with me, but the break through was that I, though just a college student, reached out. I'd just come from war in South America to college in the States and was suffering PTSD symptoms of sleeplessness and being startled out of my skin in dorm life. I knew I was more than just a restless youth.

Since then, what a trip it's been. I've had some great therapists, finding the ones who are actually PTSD specialists. Moving to different jobs, the continuity you mention has been hard to come by. And working the insurance out has been a challenge to continuity, too.

But it's been worth it. I've seen changed in treatment, as in my generation there's been a move from talk therapy to more medications. Support groups have changed less, and provided more continuity in that regard, a function DS PTSD here provides for me. A real blessing.

Uno
I have written many books. Unfortunately, the art of writing is in the re-write and I get lost in the PTSD nightmares just reading them. Re-writes feel totally beyond me. So far, I have thought it would take a team of high dollar pros to hold me steady through the process. So far. Who knows what the morrow may bring. Thanks for the encouragement.

muji
It took 4 years of therapy to get me from the undeclared and mostly unacknowledged war on the US streets to the distant doors of higher learning. According to the racial stereotypes of our great nation, my childhood did not happen. My skin is the color of money and privileges. It is a truly mystical distance from the alley behind these exalted institutions to permission to sit on a chair inside.

I get what you mean about "my childhood did not happen." You speak very well of what it is to live constantly "under erasure."

I still try to get with the program and erase myself.

God keeps telling me she has other plans.

Female dog!