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My book is free on amazon Kindle: from today until Monday.

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Unlikely Poet 1

 

Online

Never in such connection,

Have we all felt so alone,

Eyes fixed locked,

To our forever scrolling phone.

 

I remember we had friends once,

Of flesh, blood and bone,

Souls of which we connected,

Now mainly through our phone.

 

A letter had a smell,

A meaning on the page,

The curls of the words whispered,

Now silent, from a bygone age.

 

I miss the meaning of mattering,

Even if I didn’t matter at all,

I felt I had purpose,

Before this empty social drawl.

 

My friend he is around the corner,

But feels a million miles away,

He likes my posts sometimes,

How I hope to see him again someday.

 

We like the world over,

No seas or miles matter,

But we are all so alone,

Despite this social media clatter.

 

Maybe it is a good thing,

Who really knows?

But what about the negatives,

Do they outweigh the pros?

 

And yet here I sit,

The irony is not lost,

Searching for my meaning,

When all meaning feels so lost.

 

 

Copyright © 2018 Charlie Hasler.

 

 

 

 

Back To The Stars,

No more searching inside the well of excuses,
The well will always be full,
The bucket will always be empty.
Plenty,
There always is, 
Plenty of time to waste,
Until there isn't.
Only hindsight,
Forever hindsight,
Forever waste.
No risks,
No trying,
Only excuses,
Always tomorrow.
Comfortable tomorrow, 
Cozy as a sock,
Warmed and woolen wool,
Perched comfy,
Fat cat comfy,
Old lady winter comfy,
Dying.
Perched on this comfortable not so well and worried wall.
Time stalks the blind, 
Always remembering,
Ticking on.
Listen close,
Hear the tick and tock, 
Ticking and tocking,
Time,
Mine,
Yours,
Ours,
Chiming the excuses away,
Today.
Excuses that line the hindsight wall,
In regretful jars,
Made forever by forever facing mirrors,
Reflected Into the eternal void of,
I, wish and had.
Through hands and open fingers the heart and life slip back,
Back to the stars,
The repeating seed,
The grain,
The ended dust,
Where the only three that matter exist;
Before, 
Once,
Never,
Into the perpetual always yesterday,
Now all rear views,
And lumps in the throat.


Copyright © 2018 Charlie Hasler





OCD, Anxiety, Depression, and other reasons I am not an Astronaut: Part 5

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I feel compelled to write a post focusing around the title of this post and similar posts before.

Firstly, the title itself is an attempt at irony and or humour. I am not a believer that a person should limit themselves to anything or blame their mental health problems on their place in the world. However, it can contribute to some deciding factors in a person’s life. For example, all I wanted to do from being a small lad all the way up to being a big lad, was be in the army, parachute regiment specifically, infantry. That was it for me, the start and the end game, “be the best” as they say. However, despite my high fitness levels and determination I failed the medical, why? because my medical records were reviewed and my various issues both historically and at the present time, were flagged. So, I was rejected. That just is what it is, fact. My mental health problems stopped me from doing what I wanted to do. I was fairly down about it afterwards, but now not so much, things happen for a reason, or they just happen. So hence the title, with my mental health problems if I said “I want to be Astronaut” would I really ever become one, no, of course not. I am fine with that, we all have our limits.

Society makes people believe on one hand we can be anything but on the other hand dishes out the reality with a slap of disappointment.

I am not bitter about not being able to pursue a military career because I tried my best, that is, I believe, the correct message to send out to the world, leave nothing in the tank (no pun intended) and give it your all.

At the end of the day you may not walk on the moon, but if you left it all on the track trying, then you achieved something by having the courage to try in the first place.

Thanks for reading.