compassion24
Compassionate about people, processes and the human rights of others. I look for the good in people and my glass is half full, whether I fill it or someone else does. I hold a Doctoral degree in healthcare, and am a freelance writer
Full Circle
Where in the deep coils of your recesses do you seek to go Where caring hearts, feels, and smells bring you back serenity
compassion24Published 2 months ago in Poets
The Joy and Pain of Novel Writing
I look up from my computer it is 1100. I have been here since 0900, shuffling through papers, researching this point or that, and I have precisely a paragraph written. I go and pour more coffee, then I am back staring at the screen blankly. The life of a writer.
compassion24Published 10 months ago in Journal
Uneasy Money
It was a chilly February morning. Saturday, the day he was supposed to be off, but there he was at the shop, and by himself at that. He was fine with it, he was a lone wolf, anyway. He found people to be annoying, and it was amazing that they would practically blurt out their life's story in places like the line at the supermarket, This old rural waste of a town, where most of the factories had closed, and the population had made way for petty criminals and dollar stores. He was stuck here, with a wage that twenty years ago would have been considered bordering on rich, but now barely meets the middle class, and few connections.. He had more in mind than this, he thought as he banged through his work, pressing this, programming that as the aluminum bars formed into parts, based on what he told it to do. He reflected back to just a couple of years prior, when the old boss used to hand crank the machine. He chuckled out loud, what a sap. People were so averse to change that they would rather hand crank and get burned by the little bits of metal than be able to use a simple computer program and be able to do other things, like sit in their office watching porn.
compassion24Published 10 months ago in Criminal
The Fantastical Story of How Music Saved a Soul
Music makes the world go round , its a popular saying often chimed when a favorite song comes on. Many people relate to music, for fun and good times, but I have seen first hand how it saved someones life.
compassion24Published 10 months ago in Humans
Sexual misconducts plagues the team formerly known as the Redskins
Fifteen former female employees of the NFL team in Washington D.C. have alleged sexual misconduct with multiple members of the inner circle of the front office of the team. This misconduct has apparently been going on for years. Women crying at their desks due to comments, being made to wear sexual revealing garments to increase sales, and unwanted sexual propositions are only the tip of the iceberg.
compassion24Published about a year ago in Criminal
D&D: Spanning Generations
It started with a inquiry on a bag of dice in a small crown royal bag. Apparently all the cool Dungeons and Dragons ( D&D) gamers carry their dice in those assorted color velour bags with the yellow strings. It sounds very complex nowadays. It is all done virtually at present, due to COVID, and people's schedules but it is a variant of the same game from back in the 1970's. This role playing has a Manifesto, and its players have a real investment in what goes on with their characters. The Dungeon Master (DM) or Game Master (GM) is the one who directs the play of this dragonian and mystical adventure and the players choose and roll their fate. This DM needs to know the rules,the story , the why , when , where, how, a real reporter of adventure. This seems like a good preparation for a management position in the future.
compassion24Published about a year ago in Gamers
Polyamory
Polywhooodewhate? Most people have heard some form of this and automatically think bigamy off the bat, or " well that will never fly around here" But it has flown, in pretty good numbers across the United States. In rural areas and in big cities, people are ..well loving people. The concept is not new, flower children of the 1960's unite! The poly movement has been gaining steam in the last few years.
compassion24Published about a year ago in Humans
Gone are the Hands
Gone are the Hands I walked out of the unit and down the hall, half of the speed of which I had walked in The normal chattering of the voices were no longer there, people visiting, their nods and smiles as they usually passed by now a ghostly image replaced by an eerie stillness that hovered in the silence.
compassion24Published about a year ago in Poets
