A little pain alerts me to a risk unto my life a larger pain unnerves me causing misery and strife a debilitating pain is unnecessary by any worth or measure I wish such pain revised to a commensurate pleasure
why severe pain exists at all is a mystery to me none can understand or explain its crippling purpose satisfactorily the great joy of childbirth is excessively marred for the mother oft the exhausting process of dying is complicated by many ways to suffer
the unlimited pain reflex is a blight on the human experience think how well a mild pain cap would make significant difference why does this exaggeration of a mindful tool become a sensory debilitation raging until done?
it’s only conceivable purpose is to be weaponised by some to torment and torture others until they do what they are bidden or for a perverted sense of fun
I say cut the neural pathways of terrible unbearable pain and let us be the masters of our lives relieved of such a bane
10 January 2022. Chocolate lily, Mackerell’s Rd, Strathbogie, Victoria. Every corner, every stretch, every measure, cycling delivers surprise and pleasure.
I wonder if I will ever get back on my bikes free to ride wherever I like living with arthritis is a constant pain I do hope I get to ride again luckily I can write to fill my time put some cycling photography into rhyme
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