In the history of calming down
It has been proven
That it’s highly unlikely
Someone will calm down
Simply by being told
To calm down
However, ice cream
Is an effective resource
In calming down
Therefore
I keep my freezer stocked

E.A. Fussell
05.11.2020

(PS: Rebel ice cream is low carb, no sugar added and tastes good)

I choose not to participate in the cliff of fear that masses are being herded toward. A mask will not be seen on my face except maybe a funny mask at halloween, or a training mask when I am exercising in my home gym, or a sexy mask in the bedroom. These masks are by choice at no direction from anyone.

Some are offended by my refusal to conform to society’s direction, they think I have lost my mind in thinking that it’s okay for me to think for myself.

They are the ones who have created this determined Spirit standing defiantly before them and walking freely in the opposite direction.

E.A.Fussell
05.09.2020

Yes, I see you

Standing there in all your glory

Beckoning me to join the fun

Promising me the freedom

Of a wild run

You come around to visit

This time every year

Bringing feelings of unrest

And longing

The desire to pack a bag

Just go

No particular destination

Time is of no essence

The sun on our backs

The wind in our face

Headed wherever we want

No designated place

Walking the sands of a beach

The mountains for a hike

Throwing a dart at a map

Going wherever we like

Breaking free

Of the ties that bind

Obligations of the mind

Oh how I long to join you

On your wild run

Work has me tethered

So I’ll watch from a distance

Maybe next year

When you come to visit

I won’t hesitate

I will fully participate

Until then I’ll drink you in

Through the color of the wildflowers

And nature’s beauty sublime

Reminding me you are here

Standing in all your glory

Calling to me

Springtime

E.A. Fussell

05.06.2020

It seems like

Everybody’s out there

Trying to catch that big buck

And I’m just running around

Trying to catch a little rabbit

That sucker dodges here and there

Then sits still

And I’m almost on it

When….pa-Ching…it’s gone again

Moving just out of reach

Sometimes I wonder

Is it the thrill of the chase

Or is it the idea of the catch

That brings us the most satisfaction

In pursuit of a goal

The look on the face

Of those who have

Bagged a big buck

Makes it seem like the catch

Was pretty satisfying

Someone who

Has reached the pinnacle

Of goal achievement

A master big buck hunter

Offered this advice

Don’t get discouraged

Go out there

Chase a rabbit

Go hard after it

Put it in your bag

Chasing rabbits will lead you

Where you want to go

Small successes fuel momentum

They keep you moving forward

Suddenly

You will see

That big buck standing right there

Fully

Within your reach

E.A. Fussell

05.02.2020

This lovely tightly bound lily along my walking path reminded me of how I have been feeling and inspired this poem:

Rain falls
Flowers spring forth
Colorful
Some with buds tightly bound
Time passes
Growth happens
Forcing the bud open
When it is ready
It will bloom beautifully
For a season
Then go into it’s resting phase
Until another season comes

Some of us are like this bud
We’ve had other seasons
Where we bloomed brightly
We’ve had our resting phase
But now
We hold onto ourselves
Not quite ready
Bound tightly
Keeping our beauty hidden
Until we are ready to bloom again

Time passes so quickly
As we age
Growth is a little slower
Our bodies can’t always reflect
The strength of our mind, our heart
Regardless
We can choose to embrace
The freedom of unfolding
The joy of feeling
The sun
And the rain
Fully
On our beautiful seasoned face

E.A. Fussell
04.26.2020

The innocent

unencumbered heart

Of a child

Can speak to nature

Can understand it’s reply

E.A. Fussell

04.23.3020

People hear what they want to hear

Regardless

Of the words actually spoken

People see what they believe

Regardless

Of what is actually visible

Learning to accept this fact

Is one of the skills

I am beginning to master

E.A. Fussell

4.21.2020

There is a part of me
That wants to
Jump up and down
Screaming
At the top of my lungs
For people to wake up
But
They would not hear me
They don’t believe
They are being fooled
So let them wallow
In their self made misery
I will quietly revolt
My Savior would not
Have worn a mask
He would walk knowingly
Into the midst
Having full authority
Which he imparts to
His Believers
Yes, full authority
Over the enemy
Over fear
Over lies
Over darkness
I will walk knowingly
Mask free
Even if it means
I cannot enter
A grocery store
Or any public building
I will not live in fear and
I will not allow them
To minimize my Belief
Because they choose
To give up their power

E.A.Fussell
04.19.2020