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Loosing it all... But not to Covid in 2020

How complex can pain be?
How multi layered can a deep shock be? ... How would you analyse the psychology behind loss...

How can we go behind the curtains and erase few chaotic and cathartic scenes and reminiscences of a day we wish to forget ... is it possible, to tame the mind a veritable - yet veiled monster?

Or are we as humans - destined to drift in utter helplessness from canoe to canoe, enduring the pain that any person or nameless animal once born must endure... never rid of the cycling from being born to the loss of death and enduring its never questioned permanence...

Or is death and tragedy - a small cortex in the brain activated by shock and then numbed by time.. or a series of alternative realities suggested by well meaning but less affected others...

Is life a never ending passage of time sewn together with the same smiling faces, who can leave us at any time... leaving us to question our mortality or birth.. and seek refuge in the other world, to continue to live in the present world...

With everyone supplying small dosages of fortitude and word based "strength" what will really help, as we move from one day to another - hoping to remove the grey sheet that coats each hour, each moment with the realization of a terrible loss, a beloved never to come back, never to speak again, never be seen again...

Leaving away decades of love, concern, emotions and the hapless family left by the pyre trying to build the courage to return back to an empty home...


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