Wednesday, 10 July 2013

"Stay with the clouds as they scatter..."

Lyric by Robert Pollard, musical genius, Guided by Voices

The dark clouds of Parkinson's gather slowly but inevitably and for many years go unnoticed. Once they are seen the Parkinson's clouds reach down and lift you from familiar ground; in doing so you are stretched transparently thin across the sky and become attached to the underside of the dark clouds. Helpless, you hang there and watch from a distance as life continues on firm ground. When the sun comes out for those on the ground, you are scattered along with the clouds and miss the sunshine.

As Parkinson's develops the scattered parts of you are reformed into different cloud formations; this process of scattering and reforming is continuous.

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