Julie Ainger

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2021

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“Conscience” by Julie Ainger

What happens in the dead of night.The images were stunning. The eyes could only track the misery from left to right, up and down. It was all too much. All there was to do was look. Watch. Images with a strong magnetic attraction. The inability to look away. Sticks in the mind forever.Worst of all.Not being able to make sense of the horror on the photographic loops broadcast on the screens. Stunning horror. Tears, screams. People running amok, smoke, murmurs and shouts. Gun shots. Looks of horrific fear.As I looked around, the rest of the bui...

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“No.” by Julie Ainger

Actions speak louder than words.Words can become a marbled mouthful of verbal gymnastics.Violence.Only adds to the heart of the matter.That.And. Agendas. Leadership laden with lack of it.And.Please.Can we keep the grandkids out of it?In the interest of fairness.Equality for all.Haven’t we exhausted the playing field of “equity” to the point ofDeath.The shift.Is here.Where will you stand when the ground cracks beneath you and you fall in the rabbit hole of the destructive.Atrocities.Wait.Just.A.Second.Becore you hop on the next plane “outta h...

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“The world of wokedom. Do I tik tok, twerk, tweet, or tweak?” by Julie Ainger

True or false.Multiple choice.All of the above?Questions faced by persons, by families, persons, legal and illegal citizens.Walls up.Walls down.Prophetic either way.A new different.Let’s call it that.Death. And life.Life and death have a way of insidiously sorting through the remains of life.Sounds dreadfulAnd it can be.For example. One side suggests de-programming. Of a constitutional right. Of others. Especially a bonafide citizen. How can the suggestion and subsequent verbalization be taken seriously? Will give an ounce of recognition, bu...

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“Money and the root of all evil in the dereliction of duty dance.” by Julie Ainger

Opportunity knocks.Will you answer.Won’t you answer.How will you answer.How may you answer.The Call.His Call.His call about the accountability of your actions.For good.For evil.For benefit.For competitive benefit.For points.Disclaimer: I am not afraid to die.No.No.No.No need to call the de-funded police about my claim.I really am fine.And to boot: I do not plan to leave here any time soon.No matter what comes my way, in any way, shape or form.Why?My skin is thicker than it looks.And.I like people.I know what I am up against.What we all are o...

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“Day by day in the shackles of existence” by Julie Ainger

Well.At least there was light.To guide me out of the way of where I was currently headed.And where I was headed was a place I had already been.So familiar.So rote.So used to the situation.So used to the same old circumstances.Did not know I had options.Didn’t know I could say,”No.”That was generally reserved for others to say to me.When I got in their way.Which seemed to be a lot.Often even.Not knowing where to turn to.Or which way to go from here.It was always so strangely familiar.The feelings of animosity. Pointed in my direction.On the o...

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“Strict Performance. Strict Scrutiny.” by Julie Ainger

It is hard.Allow me.To indulge.Maybe, even toquote Pop Music.Thank you.For your patience.For your indulgence.Because, you see, I was born this way. ☺️😲.And.You were born that way.Depending upon your definition of “normal”.I throw it back to you and seriously toYOUR intentions.For the rest of today.Tomorrow.I have been told.It matters.Depending upon how your”look” at the future.What you hope to gain.What you hope to lose.In the process.of living life, of course.Trampling the enemy.(gb)Trampled under them, over them.Stepping all over them.Grou...

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“Fasten your seatbelts. Living on and in the periphery of perilous peripheral vision. ” by Julie Ainger

It doesn’t really bother me.That I have already been bumping into walls before any of you were even born.🫤Disclaimer: Not. A graceful swan.☺️My ‘noggin. Though. It is tough as nails.Your ‘noggin.Not so cut and dry.Perhaps you have been subscribing to the idea that,“It takes a village.”For far too to long.Helping your here to there, there to here path.Okay.Not my problem anymore?Right?Depends. Upon what it depends on.My apologies.But.It was never in my….blood.To subscribe to the activity ofScrewing another.In the interest of.Screwing another....

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“Hangry” by Julie Ainger

The way I see it.There is never a zero star meal deserving of a zero star.If I do not have to cook it, I will like it🙂.Call me lazy.But let’s be honest.Sometimes the bag of chips is what feeds the pie hole just fine.TransparencySpontaneity.TransparencySpontaneityAll well and good.Good markers of commitment.Good markers of communication.When the meal ticket is cashed in on.Then what?What happens after that?What commitment WAS just made, without a knowing mind, a knowing heart.All of the sudden the meal sits like a lump in the throat, like a b...

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“Barking up the wrong tree.” by Julie Ainger

How desperate are you?I have my guesses.My opinions too.Most of all.Experiences.And many notable notables have extended the hand of generous wisdom in saying. The quiet part out loud:Experience IS the best teacher.You made your bed. And. Now. You must lie in it.Albeit.Alone.Without me.In itAt the foot.Or anywhere else for that matter.I cannot help you.In that way anymore.I “awarded” you the freedom so long ago.Clarification: You awarded yourself the freedom to browse as you wished. And.Forgot to tell me.Thus. leaving important parts of us to...

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“Doesn’t pass the smell test.” by Julie Ainger

Malodour lingered long after the bash, the blow out had ended.So did Stenchy.Neandering about picking and flipping up the Solo cups and napkins, throwing the brown bags of empty this or that in the giant bin out back.Maladour initiated the damage control plan as the two of them walked about assessing the turned over and chaotic scene before them. The character assasins and the evil doing takes a depth of character all its own. And these two were two peas in a pod.Would it ever be possible to channel their motivations and intentions for good?...

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“Fragile.” by Julie Ainger

Do. Not. Disturb.Look.Don’t touch.I need my personal space.Away from you.Don’t Look, Don’t Touch.Disgusting.Who?YouOr.Me.Learned.Innate.What makes you, you?Genes versus environment.🍷🍩💪🏻🍺🥊Bring it On.Bring your “A” game.If you have more than one, may God have mercyOn you.No worries.Unafraid.Not scared.Won’t even flinch.Things are about the get “fugly”Worse than ugly.Word of caution.Or.Word of warning.I am a cry-er.Always have been.It’s a good release.So.Bring In On.Hit me with your best shot.Won’t even flinch.I have been fighting superficiali...

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“ Attaboy Atavism and Old-fashioned Idiosyncrasies” by Julie Ainger

Surreal.Is this really happening?What just happened?I, for one,Didn’t see it coming.Whew.Talk about aging gracefully.I would settle for not aging before my number is up.Times are tough. Rough and tough. Tough and rough.There are moments when the brain waves are not able to keep up.Before.After.Yesterday.Tomorrow.Whenever.Yep.Stand together if we’re gonna survive. (gb)Provided the choice to stand up is yours.We are, after all, tipping our hats in the direction of the survivors.The survival of the fittest.Might as well throw the hats in the ri...

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“Making ends meet” by Julie Ainger

Apocalyptic.UnveiledRevelation.PropheticCoincidence.Pick one?Pick one.Which one?Were we all to live in a state of euphoria, what might life looks like? Would we all be floating around the sky, smiling at one another, exchanging glances of regard and neighborly waves?Magical.Logical.Practical.Mathematical.Pick one?Pick one.Which oneWhere might this mystical place be…..Here. There. Everywhere.In our minds?In our hearts?In our souls?Pick one?Pick one.Which oneOur consciousnesses sometimes take a back seat to our sub consciousnesses…..Or maybe…....

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“Original Intent.” by Julie Ainger

Death at the Vanity Table.Open to interpretation.Human nature provides us a template of principles and tools to live with and by.(rg)Today is a day of bewail that has been a dreaded thing long and coming.Opposites attract.Opposites attack.The vituperation became quiet, loud, ever present and definitely not proud.Sometimes. The intended original use of the matter becomes skewed beyond anybody’s recognition. Forgetting is not an option. Remembering rears its ugly head.(more on ugly later)Constantly.I confess.The simmering residuals have prompt...

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“Aced out ” by Julie Ainger

Aced out.Based out.Maced out.Blessed is the man holding the four aces. 🔥 Good ole’ Mark Twain does it again. Philosophically astute and willing to speak the quiet parts out loud.Twain furthers:”I admire the serene assurance of those who have religious faith. It is wonderful to observe the calm confidence of a Christian with four aces.Knowing the game. How to play the game. The art of the deal. Gambling has never been a thing for me. Not that I don’t appreciate the pomp and circumstance and the pure tenacity of those who belly up to the table...

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