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Julie Ainger

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2021

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Take two and call me in the morning.

Julie Ainger

The call back.Waiting. Hoping. Hurting. Smarting.Near to impossible to connect when the line is always busy. The pecking order pokes hard and “ouchy” for some rather than others.In earlier times before today’s border crossings of this and that and who or whom, bringing who knows what in who knows bags of powders and plants, medical doctors made this verbal prescription to patients complaining of this or that. Or him or her. A headache or a backache.Way back when, around the 1800’s, salicin, an ingredient of willow bark was being chewed and c...

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A bitter pill to swallow

Julie Ainger

Alright already.Bite the bullet already.The best way through is through. Better to die while trying than to not try at all? Better to miss the boat and splash around aimlessly and hopelessly in a puddle of own tears?The elephant in the room waits with patience for the well being of all earthly inhabitants…..on land and sea, in tropical forests and jungles of all the world. Desert plains and mountainous scenes of awesome.While navigating treacherous waters, a lot depends, of course, on the side of the boat where the bad weather is blowing. Su...

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Cold-harded-snake

Julie Ainger

Pride is a fickle friend. A cold hearted person is still,A person. Most important, cannot be forced into love.Ugh.Patience is a virtue, after all. Persistence is its ugly sister, I suppose. I have said it a millions times, it is near to impossible to squeeze blood from a turnip. Yet, many have tried. Most have failed. But,Not everyone.A cold-hearted snake has more intent than he is willing to admit hidden below the surface. Contrarily, even the icy-est has a warm spot, a soft spot.A cold-hearted snake may want to admit failings, and over tim...

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Huh?

Julie Ainger

Huh?Sometimes. Does it ever feel like you do not know if you are coming or going? Where you started and where or how it all may end up? Or down….Godspeed and waiting in line seems like the same action, the same reaction, the same redaction—in the face of having to wait for the truth to come out. The truth or consequences to be met with an accountability suitable to the offense.We wait.We ponder.We state.We wonder.About how much longer we will have to wait.We assume our time is more valuable than another’s.Huh.Do you have the time? To wait. O...

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A healthy dose of re-hash and rumination

Julie Ainger

The definition of insanity: Doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result. When we continually go round in circles, (like our furry friend hamster) this may be the expected outcome.Or. We can change our way of thinking. No more dark and stormy nights.There is a lot of good to be learned from “digging deep.” Up the past. Thinking on the bright side for a change. When might digging up the past finally allow it to be put to permanent rest. Right now, everything in the world seems so dreadful, dark. A never ending “mixed ba...

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The more things change the more they stay the same.

Julie Ainger

History has a way of repeating it self. The roller coaster of life that cheerily goes up and down and up and down challenges us with vociferous reminders that we can all do better. Be our. Best selves. If life is the highway we ride all night long, when do we rest, call it a day,Put the phone down.With 24/7 coverage of all life’s news on a loop, when do we rest, take it easy, take a chill pill in order to help,Turn it all off.We are connected in ways long and longer and we simply have come to a place where we cannot break the chain. The bigg...

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Chill up my spine.

Julie Ainger

It came and went.It would come and go.An unshakeable force.It showed up unannounced and rudely left without warning.The leftover feeling that something wasn’t quite right.No exit strategy.No way out.The only way through,was through.So when it hit, usually fast and hard, could only close my eyes and ride it out.Or.Some days, rearrange the furniture with a vengeance.No middle ground, no down time, no waiting time.Relax. Or. Explode.The only two choices given as well as the residual was the painful chill up my spine of a choice taken away.Who k...

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Moral Compass or Morally Compassed?

Julie Ainger

What time is it?Does anybody really know?Does anybody really care?I can’t imagine why.Oh boy. Oh girl.Time to get with the program.Time heals all wounds. Application of the correct dosage must be precise, exact, timely intended. Otherwise,waste of time, wasted time, time is a wasting.Time is precious. A precious commodity never to be wasted. Not one of us knows how much of it we have. We think it is endless, we sometimes treat others like it is endless.Fools, we are rushing in to “ state our case.” Of our jumbled stories of right and wrong, ...

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Turn the Tables

Julie Ainger

Peculiarity rang its ugly head one day. To be honest.More than once. You see. Blinking has its advantages in the short term, however clouds the vision for the long treacherous and at times long haul.Clouds.Check mark.Not seeing clearly.Check mark.Seeing no forest from the trees.?Huh?Or is it seeing the trees from the forest?Huh? Again.See what I mean. Confusing.There are many attractive ways to attract attention. Normally.Or.,oftentimes, anyway, to attract some attention one must give bad or false information to or about someone else. I know...

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Reverance.

Julie Ainger

Reverence.Veneration.Devotion.The truth of “it” all. Cuts like the knife. Of a bow and arrow. May. Or might. Come. In the form of a straight shooter… Time will tell. Repetitious-ly so in blood curdled repetitions.It. Always does.Separate the man from the boys. Separate the believers who strive for a belief but fall short or are insecure of all that it may mean or have meant.A straight shooter. How will a mortal and a human know the measure of a man.When to pull the trigger? Click a bait? Decide a decision?Of and on the life of another.The qu...

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Alpha and Omega

Julie Ainger

🏃🏃‍♀️🏃‍♂️🏃‍♀️💨💨We can run but we cannot hide from the big guy in the sky. His army of positive change is both open ended and open armed to the ones who seek Him. His care. One another’s care in the sincerest form of it.There are many. Traditional thinkers who believe in the Alpha and the Omega. A symbol of good. The opposite of evil. The anarchy of aniconism? Well. Good readers and comprehenders of societal norms of decency, kindness and bravery are able to look one another in the eyes and know, just know, ”You can see me?”Yes. I can. Like-m...

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STOP!! Saturation Infatuation.

Julie Ainger

Stop.Please. While the airwaves project the strong and the able to run end zone to end zone. With the brutality and strength of the sidelines hits that no one can honestly listen to without hearing the brutality of the collision.The rest.Are left to “pull up the slack.”The long haul is under assault.The ground breaking familial and familiarity is under assault.While we watch the other eat our burgers, and chips and spice this and spicy that. People. Are dying.And we are too busy to have noticed.The efforts.The extremes.The all important ques...

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Who, Me?

Julie Ainger

Honestly,There are days when the groups of heads on the playground seems like a bobble head of impossible choices and “I dunno’s”My head swings back and forth, like a pendulum’s never ending sway.The tiny voice in my heads asks the other side of my head to make a friggin’ decision.So, fearfully I lift my chin up from my chest and look around.”Do I belong there?”I wonder.Or.”Do I belong over there?”I ponder.Or.”Who is most like me I ask myself.”I shrug my shoulders as if to try and answer to myself.Or”Who is least like me?I question.”Who shou...

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Yes. He. Is.

Julie Ainger

Yes. He. Can.In the meantime.Our faults and our failings drive the (excuse me for the unintended or manufactured “trite-ness”).The apple cart.Ugh.We have been here so, so, so, so, (so) many moments before.Yet.Here.We are.Again.Soft and breezy.Light and whatever….Watching the rounds on the tube of the gobbles and hangry….Well. At least “round these parts” this offer is penetrating our “noodles” with incessant imagery and images and “likenesses.”While some. Are standing in the bread lines. Awaiting their big moment in life. Others are wonderin...

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Times have changed. The Promised Land.

Julie Ainger

A rolling stone gathers no moss.Freedom.Has a cost.Free to be you and me.Has a cost.Going back in time looks and feels strangely familiar.As before.One way or another……..Foolish as we are, we think and pretend to cheat, skirt, the way the system operates.We think so, “ short skirt and short term” simultaneously.Thank God.He knows our hearts. And. Every circulating thought we have and may share. Before. Now. And After. To Him. The order makes little difference because He knows the outcome of intentions.”A rolling stone gathers no moss.” sa.Ye...

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