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MS is getting boring
Ok, I have had MS long enough. Time to move to something else. I have had enought drugs, pain, muscle spasms, not being able to see like I used to, foggy brain, needle pokes, stumbling around as if I am a drunkerd, numbness, dropping things, falling down and barely scrapping by in my vocation.
What will be next? I know I will start playing Major League baseball. I suppose there are a whole field of life changes for a recovered MSer. I could start tightrope walking, I could be a gigalo, start cutting diamonds, or running a jack hammer. Ah, I know a brain surgeon. It could happen with enough of the right prayers; right?
I used to like Shakespeare, you know: "What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how
infinite in faculties, in form and moving how express and admirable, in action how like an angel, in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the world, the paragon of animals—and yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me—nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so."
Instead all that comes to mind: "To be, or not to be--that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune or to take arms against a sea of troubles and by opposing end them. To die, to sleep--No more--and by a sleep to say we end the heartache, and the thousand natural shocks that flesh is heir to 'tis a consummation devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep-- to sleep--perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub, for in that sleep of death what dreams may come. When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, must give us pause. There's the respect that makes calamity of so long life.
What will be next? I know I will start playing Major League baseball. I suppose there are a whole field of life changes for a recovered MSer. I could start tightrope walking, I could be a gigalo, start cutting diamonds, or running a jack hammer. Ah, I know a brain surgeon. It could happen with enough of the right prayers; right?
I used to like Shakespeare, you know: "What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how
infinite in faculties, in form and moving how express and admirable, in action how like an angel, in apprehension how like a god! the beauty of the world, the paragon of animals—and yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me—nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so."
Instead all that comes to mind: "To be, or not to be--that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune or to take arms against a sea of troubles and by opposing end them. To die, to sleep--No more--and by a sleep to say we end the heartache, and the thousand natural shocks that flesh is heir to 'tis a consummation devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep-- to sleep--perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub, for in that sleep of death what dreams may come. When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, must give us pause. There's the respect that makes calamity of so long life.
The Moon Cannot Be Stolen
RYOKAN, a Zen master, lived the simplest kind of life in a little hut at the foot of a mountain. One evening a thief visited the hut only to discover there was nothing in it to steal.
Ryokan returned and caught him. "You may have come a long way to visit me," he told the prowler, "and you should not return empty-handed. Please take my clothes as a gift."
The thief was bewildered. He took the clothes and slunk away.
Ryokan sat naked, watching the moon. "Poor fellow," he mused, "I wish I could give him this beautiful moon."
RYOKAN, a Zen master, lived the simplest kind of life in a little hut at the foot of a mountain. One evening a thief visited the hut only to discover there was nothing in it to steal.
Ryokan returned and caught him. "You may have come a long way to visit me," he told the prowler, "and you should not return empty-handed. Please take my clothes as a gift."
The thief was bewildered. He took the clothes and slunk away.
Ryokan sat naked, watching the moon. "Poor fellow," he mused, "I wish I could give him this beautiful moon."
Bravo for another masterpiece!
But now I am dizzzzy, so dizzzzzzzzzzy! You made my head spin, and for a change it is NOT vertigo.
Need a nap. Keep sending them McBCon, I am now compiling a leaflet of "Wisdom of a MS- Master."
Thanks again for the uplifing writing.
Daysie
But now I am dizzzzy, so dizzzzzzzzzzy! You made my head spin, and for a change it is NOT vertigo.
Need a nap. Keep sending them McBCon, I am now compiling a leaflet of "Wisdom of a MS- Master."
Thanks again for the uplifing writing.
Daysie
I meant that rilke letter for you too. Because you are still so young and before all beginings.
Here is something I enjoy sharing from a fine man from Prague:
Letter To A Young Poet
Part of letter from Rainer Rilke to a young poet (Kappus), July 16, 1903.
Here, where I am surrounded by an enormous landscape, here I feel that there is no one anywhere who can answer for you those questions and feelings which, in their depths, have a life of their own; for even the most articulate people are unable to help, since what words point out are so very delicate, is almost unsayable. But even so, I think that you will not have to remain without a solution if you trust in Things that are like ones my eyes are now resting upon. If you trust in Nature, in what is simple in Nature, in the small Things that hardly anyone sees and that can so suddenly become huge, immeasurable; if you have this love for what is humble and try very simply, as someone who serves , to win the confidence of what seems poor; then everything will become easier for you, more coherent and somehow more reconciling, not in your conscious mind perhaps, which strays behind, astonished, but in your innermost awareness, awakeness, and knowledge. You are so young, so much before all beginning, and I would like to beg you, dear Sir, as well as I can, to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and to try to love "the questions themselves" as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don't search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future you will gradually, without even noticing it , live your way into the answer. Perhaps you do carry within you the possibility of creating and forming, as an especially blessed and pure way of living; train yourself for that -- but take whatever comes, with great trust, and as long as it comes out of your will, out of some need for innermost self, then take it upon yourself, and do not hate anything.
Letter To A Young Poet
Part of letter from Rainer Rilke to a young poet (Kappus), July 16, 1903.
Here, where I am surrounded by an enormous landscape, here I feel that there is no one anywhere who can answer for you those questions and feelings which, in their depths, have a life of their own; for even the most articulate people are unable to help, since what words point out are so very delicate, is almost unsayable. But even so, I think that you will not have to remain without a solution if you trust in Things that are like ones my eyes are now resting upon. If you trust in Nature, in what is simple in Nature, in the small Things that hardly anyone sees and that can so suddenly become huge, immeasurable; if you have this love for what is humble and try very simply, as someone who serves , to win the confidence of what seems poor; then everything will become easier for you, more coherent and somehow more reconciling, not in your conscious mind perhaps, which strays behind, astonished, but in your innermost awareness, awakeness, and knowledge. You are so young, so much before all beginning, and I would like to beg you, dear Sir, as well as I can, to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and to try to love "the questions themselves" as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don't search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future you will gradually, without even noticing it , live your way into the answer. Perhaps you do carry within you the possibility of creating and forming, as an especially blessed and pure way of living; train yourself for that -- but take whatever comes, with great trust, and as long as it comes out of your will, out of some need for innermost self, then take it upon yourself, and do not hate anything.
T-LYNN,
You are not poor regardless of what house you occupy.
You have a good heart, though I know you are worried about it. You share you heart here all the time. And O thank you for such a nice beat that it seems like dancing to me.
Michael
You are not poor regardless of what house you occupy.
You have a good heart, though I know you are worried about it. You share you heart here all the time. And O thank you for such a nice beat that it seems like dancing to me.
Michael
BOY I AM IN TROUBLE, DON'T KNOW SHAKESPEAR,CAN'T DANCE,CAN'T CLICK MY HEELS (I'D BE ON MY HINEY)
CAN'T SEE TO FIND MY CONTRACT TO RETURN TO SENDER.
MS HAS SENT ME TO THE POOR HOUSE.
BUT HAVING YOU ALL HERE AND THE HUMOR SURE MAKES IT EASIER TO DEAL WITH.
T-LYNN
CAN'T SEE TO FIND MY CONTRACT TO RETURN TO SENDER.
MS HAS SENT ME TO THE POOR HOUSE.
BUT HAVING YOU ALL HERE AND THE HUMOR SURE MAKES IT EASIER TO DEAL WITH.
T-LYNN
Thank you so much for the beatifull Shakepearian quotes. I grow up with a different first language and has only discovered English 13 yrs ago, and what a beatiful expressive language it is trough the eyes of William.
The world around me became a place of possibilities without limitation while I was reading your post.
This morning I had a complete nervous breakdown, and here I am now enjoying Shakespear and all the wonderful comedic responses.
Thank all of you. I have new hope.
We might live in a fools paradise, but what wonderful fools we are! (Sorry, my own quote LOL)
All my regards.
Daysie
The world around me became a place of possibilities without limitation while I was reading your post.
This morning I had a complete nervous breakdown, and here I am now enjoying Shakespear and all the wonderful comedic responses.
Thank all of you. I have new hope.
We might live in a fools paradise, but what wonderful fools we are! (Sorry, my own quote LOL)
All my regards.
Daysie
'There's no place like home. There's no place like home...."
I'M FREE!!! I'M FREEEEE!!!!
Erica
I'M FREE!!! I'M FREEEEE!!!!
Erica
Ooooh, did I sign a contract? Then, if I just break the contract by not being sick? Will that work?
I have to have a nice big rest and a seafood dinner with a half litre of wine first, though. I think I could pull it off then.
:) ;)
Erica
I have to have a nice big rest and a seafood dinner with a half litre of wine first, though. I think I could pull it off then.
:) ;)
Erica
Yup! I've tried it and don't like it. Did we sign contracts anyway? Let's send it back, marked "Unusable."
MS is a hobby to be adopted only by wealthy people with nothing better to do.
I don't know any Shakespeare, but if La Vida es Sueno (if Life is a Dream by Pedro Calderon de la Barca (mid-1600's)) I'm ready to wake up and dance the ballet. Zilla has already taken prima ballerina slot, I'll be in the chorus line. Eh, Twinkle Toes, what d'ya think?
I was a Spanish Lit major in college (Pre Med on the side) Little known factoid.
Bumble Toes
MS is a hobby to be adopted only by wealthy people with nothing better to do.
I don't know any Shakespeare, but if La Vida es Sueno (if Life is a Dream by Pedro Calderon de la Barca (mid-1600's)) I'm ready to wake up and dance the ballet. Zilla has already taken prima ballerina slot, I'll be in the chorus line. Eh, Twinkle Toes, what d'ya think?
I was a Spanish Lit major in college (Pre Med on the side) Little known factoid.
Bumble Toes
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