I have recently become a huge fan of the artist Banksy. Images like the one at the beginning of this post reflect every indescribably de-humanizing aspect of consumerism with dis-arming humor. His work invokes an emotion, a depth of understanding, that make words a clumsy vehicle in comparison. And his anonymity, his use of public
Are we asking for trouble? Do we have a button to self destruct?Or have we been mis-sold alcohol’s construct? We were told it’s a drink that’s social and the height of sophistication Not that we’d want to use it for self medication. So who’s to blame?We shouldn’t feel shame We weren’t told the whole truth About it’s use.
Heart hurts Battles to fight Alcohol won’t make it all alright Better to be alert than hideBrave the rideBe awake and fight Pep talk for myself time again Hard times?Sometimes life not fine? Yes that’s occasionally realityUnfortunately But,Having clearer vision from No alcohol to muddy the watersOr destroy our dreams, Could definitely lead to happier scenes For us, our family, our son’s or
Sober-curious has recently become a phrase that sparks debate. When I was drinking, and for the first couple of years that I was alcohol-free, I loved a good debate. I thrived on arguing the pros and cons of a situation. I was determined to fight for right and I got a powerful rush out of