Keith Buster Torkelson's Odds.4 Prose

Keith Buster Torkelson's Odds.4 Prose

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SHE TOUCHES ME

By: Keith Torkelson

July 7, 1997

 

It's a pleasure

Living clean with you

 

With all that we've been doing

You are there for me

 

Awaken Elaine (Robin Doyle)

Good morning

 

Time to live

You warm hearted woman

 

I'm happy for you

Moving on and upward

 

Wishing the best for you

Have I told you lately?

How much I appreciate you

 

Each day I rediscover you

You're changing my life

 

I love you!

Best of friends!

I love you!

07-07-97

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In: Auto > 2002 folder

20020414: 20090131:

 

Sea Of Sargasso

By: Keith Edward

April 14, 2002 (Processed: January 31, 2009)

 

Captain!

We are at rest

The Trades have abated

 

Our vessel

The “In God We Trust”

TorkReco

She has cease all progress

 

Must we accept this?

Captain

Should we begin to row?

Conserve our vital resource

Energy?

 

God, help us before we pass

Jesus, heal our wounds

“Cookie” feed us well

Mother!

Bring the wind

 

Despair let us be

Fear: Not

Pain: Pass

Sadness bleed away

Out our lesions

 

Captain

Rest now

We will row for you

You’ve lived for us

Peace

 

And my God

Bless you

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In Deliverables and Poetry folders

           

My Blankets, Gifts From Above:

Coming To Believe

By Keith Edward Torkelson, MS

November 21, 2005

Updated and finalized for Brad: 20081111

 

Blue, is the blanket I have now

46 years, and still digging

Blankets

 

When I was three

I had a green blanket

Much smaller that the ones

I have had since and

I have now

 

From dragging the little green one

About the yard, about “The Block”

A head sized hole wore in a

Corner

 

Through this hole, I inserted

My head

And Walla - I had a tail!

Plus, the effect of instantaneously

Imagining, I was a dinosaur

A Tyrannosaurs rex

 

In short, at in time B-4 the

Kindergarten

My tail, my green blanket, was taken

Away

And so did my being part

T-rex, till 1988

 

I now know my goddess and

Power Greater Than Me (PGTM)

Is “The Mother Earth (M.E.)”

Along with her blankets

 

 

 

Additionally,

About me are her properties

Of Life, Dis-ease, and Death

Processes: Forging the Divine

 

In my turbulent past I believed

God was

Personally above and in me

 

Yet, as I just meditated

I realize more that while under this

Big blue blanket, my new blanket

 

My blanket borne out of assets of

The Recovery Model

My blanket alighting over and about me

I feel warmer and safer

I am more content and serene

 

Blankets, gifts from above

 

From Powers Greater Than Me (PsGTM)

Including Mr. “Heat Miser” or

Dr Alfred Albert (J) Thermodynamics PhD

 

Forces in motion with whom I can

I do: Humbly and appreciatively deal

 

Just Coming To Believe in Grace Unlimited

Anew

“I am”

May you all …

In these, our hours of need

 

:o)

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That Exchange

By Keith Edward Torkelson, MS

July 25, 2004

 

Oh! Its that exchange again

Quote, unquote JET ‘73

I was there

That day: Were you?

 

Just know we can all be

A flourishing family again

Siblings not partners

Just know since ’99 it has been

The partnership that scuttled our battleship

USS Swenski TORK (BATHTUB BATTLECRUISER)

 

SETTING SUN SOME TIMES WEN-Big0

Judge not thee

Yee are…not guilty

Roger is it OK, Dorothy…

On EHD Maxtor 1: Most probable last My Documents Backup By Date

Target: Images: Pirated: Animation: Cel: Material

BIG –O

 

Putting chairs about different tables

Oh! For so long

 

In ‘65

We all didn’t get up

Clear the table

Do the dishes and walk

Away, we did what was right

 

Dad teased about that “Mildred”

Really I think it was Laura Hernandez

I was there those days

 

Inkling in my V.LI (51)

Indicates

It is “That Exchange Again!”

Mom’s bitter words in ‘77

I was there those days

 

Why are you so sad?

Mom queries, have it on cassette

Sad as I read her pathology report

Item ott: “Neoplastic inter-stitiating malignant mass”

Plus or minus a golf ball radius

In her Liver

 

Mom follows

“It will all be OK [I will get better]”

[Yes! There is a chance now for me mom…]

I was there that day

 

We haven’t had the day to visit them

As ones passed, dignified, honored, respected

As guests in unity

Interned: At the same GPS

Signaling results and closure

 

So let us pick up part of mom

A gram or so and Fed-Ex it

To Dad’s Safe Place

And not because he was not clear

In final rest

It’s because its “That Exchange Again!”

“The Hammer May Fall, But Not By My Hand…”

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SHOULD I REACT

(What Lesson Was I Supposed To Be Learning -- TOLERANCE?)

By Keith E Torkelson

(11-30-97)

 

I was young, just a kid

With a #2 pencil you deeply stab me in my back

Should I stab you back?

Or keep the throbbing betrayal inside like the puncture wound

 

Young, just a kid

With red-hot close hanger metal you brand my little right hand

Should I burn your hand back?

Or just keep crying for my mom

 

Young, just a kid

Into a deep hole you dug in the ground you put me and cover the top

Should I put dirt in your mouth while you sleep?

Or find my way out and tell dad

 

Young, just a kid

With a rope from our tree you hung me then spray me with hot hose water

Should I choke you in your sleep?

Or do my pants and cry for mom

 

Young, just a kid

With your long sharp you scratch me all over my neck and arms

Should I scratch your face?

Or wait till the doctor becomes ferious we he uncovers my slashes

 

Young, just a kid

You raged at me year after year

Should I remain forever calm

Or rage at my life until I get sick

 

Young, just a kid

My face you slapped for speaking my peace

Should I cry?

Or swallow my years of hurt

 

Old, yet not an adult

This life’s been exhausting and terrifying!

Will Christ let my pass?

Or must I buck up and work this abusive mess out once and for all

 

Now

I choose to work my pains out

This is a large speciman of my testimonial

May God have mercy on your spirits--signed

Keith,THE ADULT

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Doc. 20070603.01

In: Poetry folder

 

Righting Anxiety

By: K E T

June 3, 2007

 

Fear

What if?

Catastrophe

 

Limit to mental

No controlled stimulants

Get authentic relaxation and rest

 

Breath below your belly button

Exercise aerobically

Raise your internal feel good molecules

 

Cope with panic

Between major episodes

Score yourself to mark improvement

 

Gradually expose yourself to phobias

Talk positively to yourself

I will take all steps necessary to feel

comfortable

 

Identify and address mistaken beliefs

Cognitive distortions

Thoughts like always and never

 

Visualize what a symptom free life would be

I can feel comfortable

Even if it seems unlikely due to history

 

Raise your self-esteem

If you are alive 99.999 percent of you is

right

Focus on what is right the majority of your

time

 

Eat better especially for your mind and heart

Reduce caffeine and simple sugar intake

Your pancreas will love you

 

Use medication short term

Reminder: Driving while on anti-anxiety

meds such as benzodiazepines

Is driving under the influence (A DUI)

 

Meditate on peace and serenity

Get out of your mind: Focus on your body

Especially your heart and toes

 

Some health conditions

Trigger anxiety

Check up and out with your doctor

 

The elevated side of give and take

Anxiety and mania

Things we experience that the general population does not

 

Medication

Self-help

Counseling

 

No Fear!

Actually a bit is adaptive

Too much is debilitating

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WHERE is MY LOVING SPIRIT?

By: Keith T.

April 7, 1998

 

Is it in a dreary cell?

Is it in the strap-down ward?

Is it dying in a de-tox hospital or

            in another tethering institution?

 

Is it in this novel city?

Is it out on the family farm?

Is it in my  small office

            or at my humble home?

 

Is out on the wild town?

Is intimately with an other?

Is it peacefully resting or

            poised to grow?

 

Is it up there in the heavens?

Is it within minuscule inner-space?

Is it down in those pacific oceans or

            part of the fertile land?

 

Where is my loving spirit?

Is it in my conscious thought?

Is it in my thoughtful action?

Is it in solitude or

            with the group?

 

Is it in my heart or in my soul?

 

At last I have found it!

In myself, my sponsor, my higher power...

IN NA!

 

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STAR IN VAST OPEN SPACES

By Keith Torkelson

(7-11-95)

 

I have a star waiting for me

It records my secrets of old

It knows of my newest things

And knows of all that I love

 

I like my star

This one in the vast open spaces

When I pass,

I hope my survivors look

Above near my star

I hope they may see me in it

Remembering all the good I transpired

Now, my star is fiery and hot

When we join, my soul will cool

It through and through

 

Lately

I’ve been looking for it in longing

My and maybe your’ star:

A star in vast open spaces

It’s drawing nearer day by day

It knows I may need it

My place for resting

 

And a new point of view

Again within the heavens

I have a star contracted for me

Out there: In vast open spaces

 

Note

Coleman-Liau Grade Level = 646.7

Flesch-Kincaid Grade Level = 0.0

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A FINGER IN A STAR

By Keith Torkelson

07-07-97

 

With you I grow

All that we been doing

My mind soars, body fit

Yet not the ultimate man

 

What are you doing?

These days

My spirit soars

Thinking of you

 

May we always

Work it out

It's a pleasure

Living clean with you

 

Good morning

Awaken

Time to live

Giving to you gladly

 

Warm-hearted woman

Changing

We grow

I am happy

 

I think of you

Look at us

Being with you

I love you

 

I don't know much

Yet, more about you

I learn as we go along

I appreciate you

 

I'm discovering you

It's changing my life

For the better

Best friends!

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TEARS AND LAUGHTER

By Keith Torkelson

December 8, 2000

 

I laughed in gladness

I cried in sadness

I tear for fear

And I laugh because there is no more beer

 

I laughed at their humor

I cried when she dumped down on me

I tear for hurt

And I laugh ‘cause I was burnt

 

I laugh in the mourning time

I laugh in the daytime

I laugh before bedtime

Only sometimes, I cry

 

I cry in frustration

I cry ‘cause I feel like

I am the only one

Then, I just have to laugh

 

I could track down the night lady

Then I may tear in shame

I laugh, though quite often

Because now I am sane

 

I laugh ‘cause I’m guilty

Of crimes in my mind

I cry‘cause I’m not perfect

Or unconditionally kind

 

In this sojurn of a billion steps

I cry and I laugh at the unwelcome guests

Look to your heart, he says

And you will feel free

 

Then look to your head

To see eternal bed and bread

Feel to your body

You feel your toes?

Them bones is them bones

Thy blood is thy life

Them swimmers

Hers to?

Please beautiful lady

Teach my swimmers to go and grow

 

Now I can laugh

And now I can cry

Now I can give

I’ve been pardoned to live

 

Now I can give

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Test

By Keith Edward Torkelson

Processed: September, 1987

 

I think it best to digest the old

I feel no need to protest

In class the teacher cancelled the test

Kind of a break for the slow pokes

A real let down for swimmers

I've been both.

 

Keith Torkelson

June 1981

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WAVES

 

Whether we start big or small matter waves at us

The orbital pathway of the earth and electrons

Alike exhibit wavelike courses

Unlike a line or ray a wave repeats itself

First lines then circles to waves

 

Blue rolling ocean waves

Bright photon filled light waves

Beating sound waves

Detailed and descriptive mathematic waves

Like sin waves

 

The best thing I know about waves are their relation to homeostasis,

Where there are stable and unstable waves

Where stability depends upon the negative

Feedback mechanisms and lag time intervals

 

Are we after perpetual propagation or

A self-perpetuating, auto-adjusting, colossal, and expanding system?

Given the choice would you start everything,

Including man,

From one place or everyplace?

 

Why the introduction of man?

Because "I" the being, the person, who desires to write this

IS a MAN!

Backing up: Waves, homeostasis, man

 

WAVES:

Phenomena that transfer energy without moving mass

 

HOMEOSTASIS:

Maintaining a system about a point of equilibrium

 

MAN:

A living system maintained by the homeostatic control of

Endocrine sub-systems that exhibit wavelike characteristics

 

Nervous and hormonal subsystems,

Catabolic and anabolic subsystems,

 

Physical, mental and spiritual subsystems of

The system man,

Who found himself in the super-system of...

EVERYTHING, and of WAVES!

By KET.Davis.CA.In the mid 1980's

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Wonder Why?

By Keith Edward Torkelson (November 4, 2004)

 

I wonder why?

I’m thinking mostly of Lanaii

 

In a way

She’s standing between

I and my old ways

 

So many strategies that

Didn’t work

Obviously

 

Not satisfied

With the little left

 

Though I’m feeling more safety

‘N

Greater chances for survival

 

I’m so dependent on my

So hooked on my processor

This use

I use

In race in place

Of Pentium 4s

 

I’m thinking better again

My shoes

Are really tight

 

Joan is stepping away

With a: “You are rushing”

I know I have been

Too hard with

Her

 

Little to see today

But those big

Bottles of beer

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THE TIME HAS COME

By KE Torkelson:01-17-98

Back in the old country

Before several wars, there was a war

The Great War, The War to End ALL Wars

 

Gavrilo Princip shot the man, the Archduke Francis Ferdinand

In the little town of Sarajevo

The Black Hand dealt the blow

 

Within a year the world had divided

The technology giant, Germany, was on the move

The Second Reich

 

Weapons of war

The dirigible, machine gun, submarine, tanks and gas

Battle after battle, millions died

 

Von Krupp got rich on NO-MAN’s land

Baron Von Richtoffen played his ace in the skies

It was a terrible time

 

In the end a new government controlled Germany

They surrendered

But the Germans felt cheated and this war didn’t end all wars

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@THE X-ROADS

By KE Torkelson

 

Up @ 5

Laguna Beach

Sunday

A smoke, cascade of black gold

 

Dress

Combat tennis

Flamin' coat

Hard Rock hat

 

Tunes

U-2 Live

Feeling of divinity

Push the button and the scout is on

 

Dimness

The moon glistens off the ocean

Up I walk into the “hills of shadows”

Up & up

 

Ascension

Exogenous war is on

Step by step

@The X-roads

 

Green and clean