Friday, 11 June 2021

well it was nice to come back with a good new piece, Never Discarded, Never Unloved

well it was nice to come back with a good new piece, Never Discarded, Never Unloved

I sent it to my big daughter at University

she cried, but said it was one of the best pieces I'd ever written

I used to write and they say hey kids listen, and read back my new piece

and my daughters would give me marks out of 10

That was their childhood, and tomato soup, Heinz is one of the family

that's why we all wear lederhosen 

My other daughter when she got in from 6th form

well, she said she liked it too, the poem not just Heinz's tomato soup

So I hope all of you all over the world, and down in Cornwall

for that's where all of the world is right now

lets hope all of you enjoy my words too

Not so tired today, so if I can get more chunks of sleep and less Tinnitus

that'll be good

Still getting junk emails in many languages

Why can't they be all turned into pillars of salt

At least I could sprinkle them on my chips

Instead I  delete and report them, so they lose their email


the girls ten. plus years ago, when they suffered my words and marked me out of 10


Thursday, 10 June 2021

Never Discarded, Never Unloved

Never Discarded, Never Unloved 10th June 2021 (c)

Never Discarded, Never  Unloved  10th June 2021 ©

By

Michael Casey

Never Discarded, Never Unloved

You were loved before you were even born

You were supported even when you thought you were all alone

Down on your luck, or flat on your back

Never Discarded, Never Unloved

Battered and Bleeding, your thoughts swimming against the tide

Ashamed and rushing for somewhere to hide

Rage and Anger boiling inside

Never Discarded, Never Unloved

Broken and on the scrapheap, only seeing defeat

Clothes torn and soiled, worse than any child

Tears falling like a waterfall to nowhere

You cower and hide under the stairs

Never Discarded, Never Unloved

You spiral ever downwards, despair like a comfy chair

You sit in it, you bury yourself in it

You wish you could fall down the back of the sofa

To hide your despair, being sat upon like a chair

Never Discarded, Never Unloved

You are down in the pit, the darkness everywhere

You are battered and broken, wanting to hide

There is no hope, there is no light, and worse

Never Discarded, Never Unloved

And on the circle, the big dipper goes

You are a passenger on a circus ride, your heart lost inside

You are not in charge, you are glued to despair

On and on you ride, an empty husk

Like a baby abandoned in a wicker basket

About to go over the waterfall

Never Discarded, Never Unloved

Then the love, from Prayers and Family

And from the scruffiest of nurses brings you back

You are in the pit, the very darkest bottom of it

Never Discarded, Never Unloved

It’s a long hard journey back

To trust again, to love again

You comb your hair again

You smile again, you’re not so timid any more

The wolf has been tamed, you are no longer

Hiding in your little red hiding hood

Never Discarded, Never Unloved

The sun appears, it pushed back your fears

Timid smiles, and little laughs crack the darkness

Of your face, the sunshine appears on your lips

You even dance and sway your hips

Never Discarded, Never Unloved

Slowly confidence, replaces apprehension

You learn to live again, to smile again

The clouds in your heart are blown gently away

The storm of sadness has been quelled

The dark glasses have been replaced with sunshine

Never Discarded, Never Unloved

So, on it goes, sometimes backwards a step

But now your mind and heart and soul

Is on the future, you have climbed out of the pit

And now as you walk away from it

It is being forgotten and filled in

Life and Laughter demolish it

Never Discarded, Never Unloved

So, remember you were always loved

Even if you could not see it

From before you were born you were loved

First by  your mother, and even afterwards

When she was not there

Never Discarded, Never Unloved

You were always loved

Love is eternal, so from the first spark

Of Creation itself, there is the wealth of Love

And people still pray for you after you are gone

Love, laughter and memories carry on

All Creation carries on, one generation after another

We look forward to our Futures, never forgetting the past

We have climbed out of the bog, and through the fog

To form family and creation

For Love really does conquer all

We are all, no matter how bad or sad

Never Discarded, Never Unloved.

***** I awoke with this title in my head, I have had a bad few weeks with Tinnitus

and one influence after another went into the melting pot, I hope you all like it

Wednesday, 9 June 2021

Rubik Cube Life

Rubik Cube Life

That's me at the moment with  sleep pattern killed by Tinnitus

So i may email you at 3am as I'm still awake

or let the cat out at 4am as she scratches at my door

she lost her miaow but is back again

hunting and taking the high ground on the fences

then an early breakfast

maybe up for an hour or two

then back to bed again

finally sleep arriving the getting up late

a roar of noise like a football crowd

when I awake

the 30 minutes before the vibrations settle

and I can attack the day

but still the hiss and hum is in my eardrums

then maybe a forced nap on the sofa behind me

all this because of Tinnitus

then arthritis might kick in

or chest pain, not the heart, where my breast was broken

These are some of my Rubik Cubes

or a baseball bat to the head that lasts a few hours

or not being able to breath or a change of tone of voice

I hope nobody has any of this

But this is my Life, so enjoy the tales and don't

say, he's not on form today

I give as much as I can give

I've given up trying to get discovered

Just  Tinnitus time emails on my phone

and what does mc=4c mean?

a prize if you know

as Fleetwood Mac play on the computer

I just must have some Music night and day

to take the @pain@ of Tinnitus away

so that's why my latest Lec Boris and Gregorgi story has not arrived

Yes many millions more suffer far more

Not just all of you in 90 countries reading my rubbish

so here's an old Totoro story, now that our cat is better


The Bad Cat That Wasn’t ©

By Michael Casey

Totoro wasn’t a bad cat even though his owner thought she was, it was just that she got fed up of being a house cat, house cats led a boring life. It was nice being fed and having a nice litter tray by the back door, but Totoro wanted to see what was behind the back door. So she plotted to escape and have a look around the neighbourhood, she was allowed upstairs and down stairs and in the lady’s chamber, and if there was an attic or even a cellar she’d be allowed to go there too. But that was not enough for Totoro.

Totoro wanted to talk to the other cats and annoy that dog that lived over the hedge. She had watched all the goings on in the neighbourhood, but that was just through the window, she wanted to join in and be part of it. Cat tv was no good, she wanted to be part of the action. One day her owner Miss Lump who was rather plumb left the bathroom window open to let the steam out. Only the cat got out too, Miss Lump who was a teacher had lost her cat, though some of her students thought she was a witch who rode on a broomstick with a cat.

Miss Lump did not notice as she was busy making harder and harder maths tests for her Year8 students, they would thank her for it in the future, even if they called her Witch behind her back, or other words that rhythmed with Witch. In the morning Miss Lump heard a noise it was Totoro asking to be let in, Totoro was sitting on the porch canopy beneath Miss Lump’s bedroom window. Miss Lump was surprised to see her cat there, but she realised she needed to allow Totoro some freedom.

From that night onwards she kept her bedroom window half open, so Totoro could come and go as she pleased. Miss Lump did have a metal baseball bat under her bed just in case any burglars came along, she was 110kilos and knew how to swing a bat. Despite her size she was still pretty as she had red hair and a very nice smile, when she wasn’t setting maths tests for her students.

So Totoro became a night shift cat, coming and going as he pleased, she went to see the nasty dog first of all, she jumped out of the hedge straight onto the dog’s back, from that night onwards the neighbourhood slept better. This was the first miracle Totoro performed. Totoro visited the old ladies of the neighbourhood and tested their milk for them, just to make sure it was good enough for them. She didn’t want any of the old ladies to drink bad milk after all, she soon became the official milk tester for 4 old ladies.

Totoro spent more and more time away from her home and Miss Lump, but Miss Lump knew Totoro was ok so she did not worry. Totoro still managed to come back and finish his food and use his litter. Totoro may travel far and wide but she always poohed at home.

A little boy had come to the neighbourhood, he never went out to play, Totoro went to see him, Totoro looked at him through his window, for some reason the child slept downstairs with a bottle and wires connected. Totoro did not know what they were, maybe he was part Gerbil, he had a bottle and wires. If Totoro could speak he’d ask Miss Lump to explain. 

One evening Totoro sneaked into the boy’s house to see him, the boy’s face was so pale and white, he had spilt some milk on his clothes, Totoro jumped on his lap and started licking the milk up. As he was licking the milk up, the boy smiled and laughed, his mother heard the laughter and came to see what was happening. To hear her son laugh was such joy for his mother, her son was sick so very sick.

Totoro became a regular visitor to Tomas’s house, Totoro had his regulars, Totoro was a travelling cat who was there to be stroked and loved by everywhere in the neighbour. Totoro seemed to know that Tomas needed him more than the rest, so she just moved in. She loved sleeping at the bottom of Tomas’s bed, and Totoro loved her too, she purred like a taxi when he stroked her.

Tomas’s mom rang the phone number on Totoro’s collar, Miss Lump understood, and when she discovered Tomas was in Year8 she shed a tear, he’d never finish all the maths test she set for her children. And Tomas never did, 3 months later he died on a Tuesday morning, still stroking Totoro, in her sorrow and pain Tomas’s mother rang to share the sad news with Miss Lump. 

Miss Lump went to school and passed out the test papers, as the Year8 children did the biggest and hardest maths test of their lives Miss Lump sat there crying. The children looked up from their test papers and immediately they loved Miss Lump to death, they tried their hardest because they loved her. After the test was over Miss Lump explained about Totoro and Tomas, then it was the turn of the children to cry. A cat may have 9 lives but we only have one said Miss Lump, then they all cried together.

Tomas left a legacy all of Miss Lump’s maths group decided to live a bit for him as he didn’t have a chance to finish his life. In fact the maths group became the most brilliant maths group ever.  Tomas’s funeral was so sad with lots of children in attendance, Totoro’s friends also came as they all shared him and so they should be there for Tomas too.

Tomas went straight to Heaven, he was met by Saint Martin de Porres who handed him a cat, the cat looked exactly like Totoro. Had Totoro exchanged one of her lives so Totoro would not be lonely in Heaven. I don’t know, we’ll have to ask Saint Martin de Porres when we get there, if we are good.

Now there is evil in the world, now though Totoro was safe in Heaven with Tomas, here on earth there is evil. One night a burglar who had been looking around the area for somewhere to steal noticed Miss Lump’s open bedroom window. So with a hop and a skip he was in her bedroom. Luckily for Miss Lump Totoro and her 8 remaining lives was fast asleep at the bottom of her bed. 

Totoro leapt and scratched the burglar’s face, the thief threw Totoro and Totoro landed on a tin of paint which Miss Lump had been using to touch up the paint in her bedroom. Miss Lump awoke to see an uninvited man in her bedroom. So she reached for her baseball bat and battered the thief till he fell out her bedroom window, breaking an arm and a leg.

Miss Lump looked at Totoro, she had saved her, though now Totoro was covered in paint. Tomas watching from Heaven begged Saint Martin de Porres to save Totoro’s life, even if it meant Totoro lost another one of his lives. Saint Martin de Porres smiled, he had a soft spot for animals after all, Miss Lump was desperate for a Vet to save her cat.

The Police came to take the burglar away, via hospital and an emergency RSPCA Vet arrived too. Covered in paint was a terrible thing for a cat, but Miss Lump wanted her cat to live. Several of Totoro’s other owners arrived all the noise of police and ambulance had woken them up. They did not care what it cost they would all chip in. Totoro had spread so much love they just had to thank her.

So Totoro lost another life, but the Vet gained a wife. Totoro was shaved and had to wear a cone to stop her from licking herself and the poisonous paint, but with love and care and despite the lack of hair she would survive. 

The Vet’s name was Tomas Martin, no I’m not lying, his name was Tomas Martin. He immediately fell in love with Miss Lump, and he just loved maths too, multiplication was his absolute favourite. They went on to have 7 children the same number as lives Totoro had left.



and why is Totoro so white and fluffy?

She drinks Vodka with Lec, Boris and Gregori in Warley Woods

as well as Comfort fabric conditioner

Tuesday, 8 June 2021

You try my life



You try my lifePosted bymichaelgcasey07/06/2021Posted inUncategorizedwell a few days away while Tinnitus held sway. Nice to see such good. Numbers. 13 countries on same day And Quick Stories in Korean a big hit. But. Morons. Send me. Scams. In Korean. And. Russian a lot. From IP 209. Which is. Google. And. FB. Land . to. To. Them I. Say. You. Try. My life. For a day. Or even a week. You would be. Very weak. And. Head for. Your. Designer. Substances. And. Yes. To. Some. The. List of. My. Crosses may. Seem. Like. A. Scam. So do you think. You are scamming a scammer Well. Sadly unfortunate ly. Its all true So my body. Really has been battered and. Broken. And my scars are. More than tokens. I been get stabbed from inside by my. Plate that. Holds me together. Trawl through my. Writing and see. How often and. For how many years Pain has. Been. Part of me. I. Could say. So much more based on bitter experience not. Woke rubbish from the. Ivory tower. Of money and. Privilege. what you see is what you get. And it goes back 50 years. So. Please don’t send. Me. Rubbish or. Try. To hack me. You would not last. A. Week in my shoes. You don’t have a clue. So. Let. Me. Entertain.you as best. As I am able. And the ability is. Hampered by. Weakness of. The body. Though. Pathetically I dream. Of. Having. A Kpop family for it. Will. Never happen but. Is. My heart my soul. Crying in the night as Tinnitus. And pain. Roars through me. sometimes I’m. Fine for a day but. The balance is. Often the other way. So I hope you understand me and translate this into your own languages.
Laugh with. Me and. Spread. The word thus Michael Casey the fat silver haired writer. In shades from Birmingham will be. Of. Some use when. Many just think him to be useless. A chink in my armour but Tinnitus is. A curse.


Thursday, 3 June 2021

you'll get nothing new today or maybe for a few days

you'll get nothing new today or maybe for a few days

I watched my Kdrama then needed a lie down

now my Tinnitus has exploded in my head

you can hear and so on

but the overwhelming ringing singing in your ears

the Tinnitus choir is horrible

It takes all your energy to ignore it

at least is not a brain tumour

but it does affect your humour

So somebody come and save me from it

it really is worse than my pain attacks

 and they take my breath away sometimes for hours

its like an never ending Politician talking about Service

when the only thing  he services is his boyfriend or mistress

scattering his briefs everywhere

An lying about everything as he dispatches to the 24 hour dry cleaners

Yes Tinnitus is this bad and worse

Like watching the GOP lying to the point of Insanity

I was robbed

No you were NOT, you lost

so maybe my Tinnitus is affecting my sanity

so what's Trump's excuse

if  I can still make Political commentary

then there's not much wrong with me

Really, yes Really

can somebody tell Jon Sopal to tell Trump

that he's really  such a ________





Wednesday, 2 June 2021

advance warning Lech Boris and Gregorgi at the sea side is coming

advance warning Lech Boris and Gregorgi at the sea side is coming

I got up finally after being tortured by Tinnitus

and my thoughts turned to the sea

my mother was born literally a spit away from the beach

Cromane Lower Killorglin County Kerry

and there are row boats on the sand

my uncle had one

SO

you have been warned

I'm happy and smiling as I talk to you about it

So the finish of the cleaning story and the poem of sorts

about  the end of the flood will have to wait

The Three Cousins will be next

But first Move to Heaven my latest Kdrama is a bit dark

but very life affirming

The Kickboxer and the Announcer kdrama is good too

The madwoman and the Policeman one, is very funny

the cop was dressed in drag, but he caught the flasher

it's all very Carry On but in Korean

so I'm watching 3 simultaneously

Which is a Blessing after the hounds of Tinnitus

preventing me from sleeping for a couple of weeks now

I never get enough REM, and I don't meant the band either

So the latest 3 Cousins story is planned in my head

only takes minutes as I have my breakfast

So  sometime later I'll put it down

CD is a clue

Still thousands of stories and loads of chats like this 

for you all to read. These chats don't go into the books

as I compile them but the latest 3 cousins will

basically if it has (c)By Michael Casey at the start then it'll be in a book

And yes I know some people steal my stuff

it wouldn't kill them to be honest

Enough I can feel Kdrama calling me


p.s. thanks for the 10 nations so far reading today









Tuesday, 1 June 2021

heads up through the Tinnitus

heads up through the Tinnitus

well Totoro our cat woke me up at 3.20am

so I fed her before she left for a killing mission

then I went back to bed

got up again at 5.30

has my 1st breakfast

then after a quick look here, back to bed again

this is Tinnitus life

but a germ of a poem is in my head

ducking the shells of incoming tinnitus bombs

so Peru and Australia thanks for passing by so far

I'll try and write The Floods have Gone

later on

I sent a message to Italy during my Tinnitus time

maybe only they have the influence to help with my Tinnitus

But God is Good as my mother always used to say

and maybe a Gate will open somewhere else

meanwhile I'll go back to bed and continue my disjointed life

I'd rather make you laugh than cry, but Tinnitus is so shocking

If you could see how I look sat here you would laugh

Fluffy fawn dressing gown, Reebok trainers, and yes they are good, and a bumblebee

body warmer. with a hot drink to warm me up before i go back to bed and pray sleep comes

Or maybe it's a plot from God to get me to pray during my Tinnitus time




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