Punch-drunk

Wednesday January 25th, Day Damn 6

It’s the right you always miss. I duck the left, block the jab. It’s a distraction. It’s there to make you pay more attention to it. Reactionary is the word. Reactionary is the process. It speaks to the most primitive defensive parts of self. I know mentally I know the right is the problem. Here comes the left. Here comes the left. I can't focus on that I have to remember that it’s coming. Left again jab left strike left. I can't let the right drop from my radar it’s the knockout punch it’s the one the ends me. Left, Jesus, left focus left, left. No stop paying attention to the left. The right is the haymaker. Left. Block, dodge, Left no I've got it. Move bob weave don't get lazy don't get tired. Bob weave that left is nothing its consistent constant and I know where it will be before it gets there. Move bob weave here comes that right.  Got you.

Beware of punch drunkeness. It’s designed to confuse the senses with abundance and sense of overwhelming uncertainty. It’s a myth because you know it’s coming and you know its only purpose is to make you miss when the right is coming. Train for it, move with it.  When the time is right counter it.

Rogue

Tuesday January 24th Day Damn 5

Calamity is the universe's way of changing pace and restructuring direction. Call to a calamite a swamp fossil of origin for an animal that moves too slow for the human eye to truly perceive. As a calamity rises too soon too quick. Never saw it coming. The perception of the human eye is such a limiting method of determining the movement of plants people or planets.

Calamitous intent so to comes swift on wings of unforeseen forages likened to the slow meticulous methods of animals too slow for the eyes to see. How limited the scope of human perception when the eyes are all that have it.

Scream

Monday January 23rd Day Damn 4

Is a scream a cry for the sake of crying or a release of an energy that constantly threatens to bind to forbid to conceal.  Can a scream be silent and still be called a scream. The face pulls the eyes widen the lips pull or purse the teeth clench the struggle for objective complacency. How has polite society implied that screams have no place in civility? The body screams it is within its capacity for use so use it, it must. Like prohibition the declaration of alcohol's illegality finally viewed as a misguided unrealistic assessment. The reality is, it exists it is in the capacity of this place that it exists so it shall continue.