Category Archives: Psychology

Random Jottings #10

to her, drinking responsibly meant not spilling it

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what happens to history if booze had never been invented?

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‘she is my most precious possession…..’ he said

then she threw her drink in his face

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‘I drink to forget…..’ she said

‘forget what…..?’

‘fucked if I can remember…..’

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the secret of life, the universe, everything really

isn’t found at the bottom of a glass

but it’s always worth looking

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

if she was going to get buzzed

she was going to do it elegantly

 

 

 

Monochrome Monday ~ Booze

alcohol is the anesthesia through which we may tolerate this life

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

even those who don’t drink anymore

feel like taking a drink to get though lockdown

moonlight lust

the moon watched over all her lustful infidelities

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alone

it was over

lonely midnight

moon shining silver

and she was going home

trying to smile, nothing there

she was beautiful, a mature slut

she would regret her lascivious lust

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

just a thong, under a see thru dress

and what’s wrong with that?

 

 

Random Jottings #9

of course you’re not scared of me, I’m not the vampire

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‘I adore you…..’ she said.  ‘please take your clothes off…..’

‘these aren’t clothes…..’

‘you’re a werewolf, aren’t you…..?’

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she was so fucking hot

and so into being used by the wolf

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the witch wore black satin and lace

the werewolf wasn’t impressed, he much preferred red

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the werewolf came to her, charmed by her soft voice

‘you are lascivious lust incarnate…..’ Red Riding Hood whispered

‘and I like that’ 

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

Red Riding Hood had almost tamed a werewolf

now what was she going to do with him?

 

 

Scenes on Sunday ~ Red Sky

red sky in the morning, sailor take warning

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

red sky at night

sailor’s delight

Random Jottings #8

no matter if you’re a vampire or a werewolf, love is still love

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vampires werewolves and demons lurk in the shadows

nothing does a good lurk like a werewolf

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moonlight music and a werewolf

what more could a girl want?

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she should never have gone into that place

it was one of those bars where the nature of werewolves slowly becomes apparent

it’s lucky that she was a real dog

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

dances with werewolves

just don’t show him your throat

white water

for true love knows no seasons, no endings nor beginnings

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black beach roiling

the lonely figure walking

March gales came in slashing

white water boiling and crashing

and yet he is far away day-dreaming

of love, the moon and stars, finer things

hearing her voice seeing her face in his mind

knowing, deep in his heart, this is the beginning

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

so in love with her

nothing else matters

 

Songs on Saturday ~ Jackie Wilson

love and music can change the world

Recently I’ve been pretty sick with this fucking terrible COVID-19 thing.  My symptoms were fairly mild, and I’ve pulled through fairly quickly.  One of the reasons I’ve recovered so fast is the support and love my friends have given me ~ that’s marvelous and it’s also helping now that I’m in lockdown.

This Jackie Wilson song is for them.

The Fred Astaire  / Ginger Rogers clip goes brilliantly.  And who ya gonna call…..?  (You have to remember Ghostbusters to get the connection.)

Please listen with my thanks.

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jack collier

jack collier7@talktalk.net

and she did it all backwards

in tall heels

Random Jottings #7

it’s always the car ~ hot women love a cool jaguar

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he was enchanted by her beautiful angel eyes

he was enthralled by her lascivious witch’s mouth

he was utterly lost to her when she danced in his mind

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‘Do you love me?  he asked…..

but he knew in his heart that whatever she said would be a lie

‘No….’ she replied

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Black is a good colour on a woman, or a car

both of them are expensive

if you have to choose, black silk is the better

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

another brilliant disguise

and not every woman can wear black

 

 

Coronavirus Personal Abyss

suffering from the coronavirus is akin to drowning in despair

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Like thousands of others who have been or are still very ill I have not had a proper test for the coronavirus, just a differential diagnosis that says I’ve had / have this manky thing.  Personally, I know that I am now recovering from COVID-19, and let me tell you it’s no fun.  The virus beat me down physically, emotionally, mentally, and spiritually, and it’s doing it’s worst to make my recovery as difficult as possible.

Waking up in the morning, very early, I feel pretty good and busy myself doing ‘normal life’ things ~ some fresh air and a walk is healthy for me.  But by mid-morning I start to feel weary, and by evening I’m back to feeling fucking dreadful again.  I go from having supernatural powers to running into a brick wall ~ very fast.  Recovery from the coronavirus seems to be a two steps forward and one or two steps backwards kind of thing.

Not only do I need to save the world by staying in and watching TV, I need to save myself by resting and mostly trying to watch TV, listen to music, or read something light.

Trust me, if you have been ill, then you are going to need a lot of rest, for quite a while.

Stay safe, and look after yourself.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

recovery also means rest

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