Madness is NOT a communicable disease.
As is WuFlu, or Mumps, or Measles, or even AIDs.
No!
Madness is just genetic.
(I am hoping)
And therefore, may be cured.
Vain fantasy.
Who am I kidding?
Madness is inescapable.
It cuts to the quick.
To the core.
It is ALWAYS with…
You.
For fucking ever.
No cure.
For sure.
No Nada.
Good Luck Cowboy
William, I Am, Shakespeare has ‘Madness’ running all around his drama.
Lear.
Hamlet
MacBeth
R&J (lesser, but it is there)
And on and on.
More of this later…promise)
To quote King Lear:
“Oh God! Please let me be not mad!”
Verily so much related:
Hey Mark!
Read This One
If You Dare
(to care)
https://texantales.com/2020/08/02/escape-from-memphis-chapter-two/
Dearest Old Blogging Friend
(I still subscribe to your blog–get your posts in my in, every day–sometimes I even read them),
“What will I write About Next?”
I await, baited breath.
my usage is correct.
Your interpretation is misguided.
I am NOT angry.
I am crazy.
Subtle difference?
Yes.
But the truth is in the sauce.
And so English teacher always corrected, no, you’re not mad, you’re angry. Remember, Lance?
House of Heart! I went to your blog… no way to comment or even ‘like’ guess you do not need accolades…but still, I wanted to say something to you. Something stupid. Guess it will keep.