After a pain filled restless night of tossing and turning and no sleep, the old man drags his lifeless breathless stiff corpse out of a sunken bed of jagged shards of thorny rocky steel, as the classical music plays and unable to yet see, he drags himself across the floor to prepare his coffee, as his hands tremble he pours in the water and counts the scoops of grind, fumbling he manages to plug in the percolator, as the coffee begins to perc he shuffles off to the toilet, his bowels in a fit of hungerous rage bellow out in pain, staring blankly in the mirror his hair and beard greasy and disheveled, he disrobes and begins the chore of taking a shower, as the water is piping hot he carefully enters the scorching stream of water, the heat offers no help to a decrepit body, the water pours over his head as he brushes his teeth, the task of scrubbing his hair and beard exhaust his tired arms, as he washes his body he finds it difficult to maintain grasp of the soap, finally tired of the ordeal he shuts off the water and dries himself off, gingerly stepping out of the shower, the arduous task of brushing out his hair and beard steal what strength remains, stumbling back to his bed, he struggles to pull on a clean undergarment, his socks and pants, weary he stands up and pours a cup of coffee and gently packs his pipe with scraps of tobacco, he pulls on his coat and steps out the door, a dark and gray morning the air mild but heavy, as the world begins to wake and move not a single soul takes notice of the enduring hell the old man is forced to confront yet another day;

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In a rare impromptu interview, God told a reporter wishing to remain nameless, that Jesus will not be returning to Earth, as after a lengthy debate with the Heavenly council, it was concluded that Earth and it's human inhabitants are in fact not worthy of God's mercy and grace, time after time humans of earth have chosen evil over compassion and vanity over humility, furthermore the council pointed out that there are over 1 billion other humanoid species spread across the universe, many of which are far more inline with God and the teachings of Jesus, God has been reported as saying, I gave man my Son for their sins, and they never learned to live up to that sacrifice, at this point and time I and the Heavenly council are writing off Earth and it's Humans completely; Where that leaves humans in their own evolution and future remains to be seen;

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My dad has MS & in his elderly age, it has just about all but killed him. He is bed ridden 99% of the time, but there is a medication that helps a ton.

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For the ways of the world have been a destructive force against humanity, while being the driving force to convince humans to work against their own best interests, through weaponized fear and ignorance, the system has exploited the masses to divide sew and deliver chaos in nearly every facet of existence; There has never been a valid reason to pit man against man, man against nature, nor man against himself, yet society has accepted the soundbites and promise of sainthood to do so, for now is the time for each man, woman and child across the entire globe to stand up link arms and unite as one body, to unite as one family of humans, to destroy the forces that have divided and profited off of the rotting discord that is destroying our planet, our lives, our souls, our very essence, humans are social animals, we all seek compassion, respect, prosperity, security and our own place in this world, it is time from the bottom up that we put an end to the system that keeps us down and warring against each other every single day; No one should be homeless, hungry, sick, uneducated, no one should know the horrors of war, poverty, isolation, fear, desperation, for it is time for all humans to realize we are one person, it is time to embrace one another as not only equal but as our ownself;

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After yet another restless sleepless night of pain, the old man drags his stiff breathless lifeless corpse out of a sunken bed of jagged rocky thorny steel, unable to yet see as the classical music plays he scrapes himself across the floor to prepare his coffee, as his hands tremble he pours in the water and counts the scoops of grind, fumbling he manages to plug in the percolator, as the coffee begins to perc he shuffles off to the toilet, where his bowels bellow out in a hungerous rage of pain, in the mirror gazing blankly into the abyss his hair and beard disheveled, struggling he slightly runs his brush through them and sighs no cares anyways, stumbling back to his bed he struggles to put on his socks and pants, he pours a cup of coffee and pulls on his coat, as he opens the door the dark frigid morning a stark reminder that as the world wakes not a single soul cares for the plight he is forced to endure each day;

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Every day of my existence I am forced to endure pain at levels that defy definition, it has been pretty bad the past few days, today on top of that, my head feels like it is in a tunnel, every sound is amplified, every beat of my heart is thumping, I have the constant whooshing of blood flow through my head, it is so vividly loud, it sounds like a motor is constantly running, every joint aches with a burning soreness that refuses to go away, every time I get up and move around a little, I seem to run out of energy very quickly and feel ready to pass out, sadly I have no comfort, no room nor money for couch or recliner, and my bed is more of a sunken torture device than a supportive comfort zone, and again poverty prevents it's replacement,

I have not been feeling that great recently, I mean I can't remember when I actually felt good, but between the incredibly poor sleep, horbile poverty diet, the constant pain, I have just really felt run down more than usual, what energy I start the day with is often depleted fairly quickly, with very little effort on my part, on top of barely having food to actually eat, over the past month or so my appetite has really plumetited, I am kind of hungry now but between not actually having really anything to eat and how I'm feeling, it's like it really does not matter, the past 2 months I have been trying to some new supplements and vitamins, to make up for the deficiencies and to maybe help some of my inflammation and blood pressure roller coaster, I have had little difference on those fronts, my water intake has stayed the same and my output seems to be ok, but I am having harder and harder time moving and every movement seems labored, my executive cognitive function is declining, it is becoming harder and harder to do simple and basic things, even thinking this out to put it words between my hands struggling to type and actually find the correct words and spelling them right the first time, is a chore, trying to read anything on screen or paper is a battle between blurry and focus the words look like spiraling alien hieroglyphics, anyways, I am really simply not feeling good and I can't exactly describe how I am feeling either I simply lack the function to, I am currently 6 days away from becoming 48, but being disabled and existing in poverty for so long it's more like 6 days until I am 88;

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As the ship began to violently lisping to port, the cornbread sprouted wings and engaged the brocoli, forcing the dragons to roast the ham as the trees whipped the clouds, before the robin could pluck the worm from the ground, the tractor ran over the airplane tilling it into the wildest train you ever saw on a bus, now fish where all slapping fins on the shore line as the flies where enjoying a feast of rotting zombies, right when the intergalactic cephalopods emerged from the transient 98th dimension, all this before 8 in the morning on a Monday;

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The reason they don't sell chili dogs, nachos, and cold beer at a performing arts center is simple, the performers don't appreciate biological accompaniment; If only the sports world would embrace the dignity of the performing art world, then maybe sports would be far more enjoyable, who needs all that racket and noise, just a good quiet game or race would really enhance the experience; While we are at it, bars and concert venues, why so loud it's not like your shopping at walmart on blackfriday, do you really need all that yelling, screaming and loud horrible crap some call music; In reality, I would prefer an entire world in quietude as I truly despise noise in general, but I really deplore hearing the noise of others, whether biological, vocal, naturally or mechanical, the world should be regulated to a whopping 8db at a distance of 10ft from the source of sound, a quiet world is a contemplating world, where ideas come to life, and life excels over nonsense; I guess ideally I would be better off drifting in the cosmos where silence is not only golden but the metaphysical building block of superior consciousness;

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