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Julie Ainger

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2021

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Chill up my spine.

Julie Ainger

It came and went.It would come and go.An unshakeable force.It showed up unannounced and rudely left without warning.The leftover feeling that something wasn’t quite right.No exit strategy.No way out.The only way through,was through.So when it hit, usually fast and hard, could only close my eyes and ride it out.Or.Some days, rearrange the furniture with a vengeance.No middle ground, no down time, no waiting time.Relax. Or. Explode.The only two choices given as well as the residual was the painful chill up my spine of a choice taken away.Who k...

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Moral Compass or Morally Compassed?

Julie Ainger

What time is it?Does anybody really know?Does anybody really care?I can’t imagine why.Oh boy. Oh girl.Time to get with the program.Time heals all wounds. Application of the correct dosage must be precise, exact, timely intended. Otherwise,waste of time, wasted time, time is a wasting.Time is precious. A precious commodity never to be wasted. Not one of us knows how much of it we have. We think it is endless, we sometimes treat others like it is endless.Fools, we are rushing in to “ state our case.” Of our jumbled stories of right and wrong, ...

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Turn the Tables

Julie Ainger

Peculiarity rang its ugly head one day. To be honest.More than once. You see. Blinking has its advantages in the short term, however clouds the vision for the long treacherous and at times long haul.Clouds.Check mark.Not seeing clearly.Check mark.Seeing no forest from the trees.?Huh?Or is it seeing the trees from the forest?Huh? Again.See what I mean. Confusing.There are many attractive ways to attract attention. Normally.Or.,oftentimes, anyway, to attract some attention one must give bad or false information to or about someone else. I know...

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Reverance.

Julie Ainger

Reverence.Veneration.Devotion.The truth of “it” all. Cuts like the knife. Of a bow and arrow. May. Or might. Come. In the form of a straight shooter… Time will tell. Repetitious-ly so in blood curdled repetitions.It. Always does.Separate the man from the boys. Separate the believers who strive for a belief but fall short or are insecure of all that it may mean or have meant.A straight shooter. How will a mortal and a human know the measure of a man.When to pull the trigger? Click a bait? Decide a decision?Of and on the life of another.The qu...

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Alpha and Omega

Julie Ainger

🏃🏃‍♀️🏃‍♂️🏃‍♀️💨💨We can run but we cannot hide from the big guy in the sky. His army of positive change is both open ended and open armed to the ones who seek Him. His care. One another’s care in the sincerest form of it.There are many. Traditional thinkers who believe in the Alpha and the Omega. A symbol of good. The opposite of evil. The anarchy of aniconism? Well. Good readers and comprehenders of societal norms of decency, kindness and bravery are able to look one another in the eyes and know, just know, ”You can see me?”Yes. I can. Like-m...

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STOP!! Saturation Infatuation.

Julie Ainger

Stop.Please. While the airwaves project the strong and the able to run end zone to end zone. With the brutality and strength of the sidelines hits that no one can honestly listen to without hearing the brutality of the collision.The rest.Are left to “pull up the slack.”The long haul is under assault.The ground breaking familial and familiarity is under assault.While we watch the other eat our burgers, and chips and spice this and spicy that. People. Are dying.And we are too busy to have noticed.The efforts.The extremes.The all important ques...

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Who, Me?

Julie Ainger

Honestly,There are days when the groups of heads on the playground seems like a bobble head of impossible choices and “I dunno’s”My head swings back and forth, like a pendulum’s never ending sway.The tiny voice in my heads asks the other side of my head to make a friggin’ decision.So, fearfully I lift my chin up from my chest and look around.”Do I belong there?”I wonder.Or.”Do I belong over there?”I ponder.Or.”Who is most like me I ask myself.”I shrug my shoulders as if to try and answer to myself.Or”Who is least like me?I question.”Who shou...

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Yes. He. Is.

Julie Ainger

Yes. He. Can.In the meantime.Our faults and our failings drive the (excuse me for the unintended or manufactured “trite-ness”).The apple cart.Ugh.We have been here so, so, so, so, (so) many moments before.Yet.Here.We are.Again.Soft and breezy.Light and whatever….Watching the rounds on the tube of the gobbles and hangry….Well. At least “round these parts” this offer is penetrating our “noodles” with incessant imagery and images and “likenesses.”While some. Are standing in the bread lines. Awaiting their big moment in life. Others are wonderin...

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Times have changed. The Promised Land.

Julie Ainger

A rolling stone gathers no moss.Freedom.Has a cost.Free to be you and me.Has a cost.Going back in time looks and feels strangely familiar.As before.One way or another……..Foolish as we are, we think and pretend to cheat, skirt, the way the system operates.We think so, “ short skirt and short term” simultaneously.Thank God.He knows our hearts. And. Every circulating thought we have and may share. Before. Now. And After. To Him. The order makes little difference because He knows the outcome of intentions.”A rolling stone gathers no moss.” sa.Ye...

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A lie has speed but the truth has endurance.

Julie Ainger

We spend endless hours and endless days hiding behind the consequences of a truth or a version of it anyway.When a lifetime of passing the baton of another’s misfortune sneaks up one day and blows the lie to smithereens. The pieces of the lies float down like ashes of a past not dealt with properly. A sadness of a life well lived and the tentacles that kept hovering to draw goodness into badness. Sadly, the ashes never dissipated completely and the little flickers of misfortune appear from time to time as the opportunists stand in line to wa...

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Sacred or Scared.

Julie Ainger

Which are you?Outrageously crazy in love with all that is weird or weirdly and outrageously crazy in love.Theft, misuse and desecration is a practice of those who do not make or take the time to behave in the eyes of Him.Who. What. When. Where. Why. How.Come all ye faithful.Using Him as a means to an end may be as illegal as the pics and the songs and the beating’ thumping bibles.The celebrator or the faker of all that is celebratory.Yeah,🎂Hurray!Or Yet and Still.Another.Distraction.In the year 2025.9/10ths of the law?Legal.Here.Legal. There...

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Hidden time. Olam. And. Before and After.

Julie Ainger

“Taking the blinders off.”Our boastful and over-confident selves often scoff at this notion. After all, we know better, right? Seeing beyond the narrow perspective and extensions of our own limitations leaves us thirsty for more……Of the same?Of the different?We seek inspiration in the darndest of places sugar coating the message to not test ourselves but to test the resolve others may be having in themselves, or us, or who knows? 1+1=2. Yes.1+ 1/2 + 1/2 = 2. Yes. Also.1/2+ 1/2+ 1/2+ 1/2= 2. Yes. That too. There are many, many ways to “get th...

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An apple a day keeps the doctor away. Take two and call me in the morning.

Julie Ainger

Ugh. Where there is a will, there is a way to live and see another torpid day. The torpedo hands us a blow. And a clue may be blowin’ in the wind.The legs move, the hands move, and at the same time it feels like someone else is doing it all for us. We are here, in our bodies, on earth with gravity pulling us down. The result, for a select few, for some is a sensitivity beyond comprehension and an accompanying astute awareness that there is much, much more circulating and circumambulating in our aura. This is both a good and bad occurrence as...

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Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire

Julie Ainger

🔥Tongues of flame. Tongues wagging.Your presence in the present is a present of presence.Say ten times fast and see you in the morning!For another round of the unfathomable. The divine. The unbelieveable.Do the crime, do the time. His mercy endures beyond our frailties and most people believe what they wanna believe. What suits their needs in the ever presence of His presence.He is always there, even when our awareness is not. He chooses the how and the when He will reveal himself to us. We may get bowled over by the moment, fall flat on our...

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Stand by your Man.

Julie Ainger

Please. Ladies. Stop! Stop it!Ladies. Do not get your undies in a bungee. Girls take a breath.”Just say corn.” NO. Not that. The old definition of the concept—Relax. Take a breath. It’ll be o.k. Flirting is for amateurs. Dislaimer. I am one too. A girl. Well, an old girl. And. Before the cats come out of the woodworks ready for an eye scratching all out brawl and duel. We are all “in this” together. Kind of? Depends on… you. It is not certain the year we became the frenemies and the enemies and the partner stealing maniacs in order to preten...

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