Julie Ainger

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2021

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“More pure than any snow.” by Julie Ainger

Personal Responsibility in the jungle out there called life is not for the weary. Not for the wretched. Not for the wronged. When the name of the game is wrong, what is anyone to do?How much more can we take when there is already plenty to go around?How much More can we learn if we simply stop, look and listen to what we alone are doing. To one another.The four letter word? At this moment in time, it is so far away from hope. Have we become “too far gone?” Is there even a minute possibility we can agree to disagree? Humanly. Respectfully. St...

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“Pick One. Either “My lips are sealed” or “Kiss my a**!”” by Julie Ainger

He said. She said.He said, “Pucker up!”She said. “No way.”He said, “ Either get with the program, or get out!”So.She walked out to gather the thoughts of the lies and innuendos.Stormed back in with what was left out on the field with the rest of the schmucks.”Why the cover? Of one another? She said. Not really asking, but begging for a “Why?”“Whose side are you on?” he said.She said, “The side of admittance.” That there are truths and consequences for lies and inadmittances.”He had moved on. For understandable reasons.”The past is the past.”...

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“Freezeframe, Flashbacks, Images and Likenesses” by Julie Ainger

Bread breaking by Bread:“If a pictures paints a thousand wordsThen why can’t I paint you? The words will never show “the you” I’ve come to know.If a face could launch a thousand shipsThen where am I to go?There’s no one home but youYou’re all that’s left me tooAnd when my love for life is running dryYou come and pour yourself on to me.If a man could be two places at one timeI’d be with youTomorrow and today, beside you all the way.If the world should stop recolvin’, spinin’ slowly down to dieI’d spend the end with youAnd when the world was t...

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“Blob and beauty in the eye of the beholder” by Julie Ainger

It was hard to describe.Indescribable, even.It didn’t look like much to him.It looked like everything to her.Disagreement abounds. And. Would for a very, very long time. Infiltrating in ways big and small. It sucked the energy not only out of the room but out of the soul, at times.There are two sides to every story.One is lie and one is truth.One good egg versus bad egg versus over egg versus sunny side up.For what seemed like an eternity—the secrets and truths of one another battle on when words don’t adequate. The blob takes on a life all ...

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“Three Most Difficult Words and the Envoy of Envies.” by Julie Ainger

The three most difficult words.To utter.To mutter.Mumble.Stumble.Grumble.To admit.We were wrong.(Hint: Not the three words……….)Admittance of guilt.We are there.In the state of confusion.In a state of who is on first.In a state of haze and daze and incessant finger point.Lowering the bar at all costs.Mostly at one another’s—cost.In order to raise ourselves up higher and higher.By any ways or means or leans.Intentions. Motivations.And. The like.Three important words.What is love?Nope.Not it.What is hate?Nope.Not it either.What is hurt?………When ...

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“Game. Set. Match. And. Other Algorithmic Cheats. ” by Julie Ainger

There are no shortcuts.The only way through, is through it.Through what?Life’s obstacle course.Your choice.Your mission.Should you choose.To accept:DISCLAIMER:[Next 1000written” words of an old fashioned duddy🤭]Nothin “racy” going on here.Thank you for spending a moment of your time, if you choose to turn and run.Best wishes! Really!Once upon a time🙂.It happened.What?In the moment, unsure exactly.However, for some strange and wonderful reason.Did not overthink it.With the ever present mindfulness of a top ten list of motivations and intenti...

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“Unflappable” by Julie Ainger

With the innocence of a child.All things are possible!Hurray!SimplicityGoodnessKindesssGetting along.Sharing. (The good!)BINGO!When we are young the lists of possibilities are endless!Yes! Endless!There is no such thing as a small act of kindness.The Kindness List:Teach one or more classmates something new:Teach one or more classmates something new.Let someone have a turn before you.Practice being a good listener.Push in someone’s chair.Tell a joke or make someone laugh😃Pick up at least three pieces of trash.Make friends with the new student...

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“Fine Motor Skills. The Pencil Drop.” by Julie Ainger

Fordey just could not hang on anymore.Began to think a name change was the best remedy. No longer capable to hang on to the tiny thin apparatus.The one that channels the action.The hand writing had been on the wall, the walls, for some time. Some would say an eternity. Spray painted, painted painted.Graphitti says a lot about the state of the world. Here. There. Everywhere. The expressive language—so to speak— on the walls and under passes, the bricks that have not seen the light.Offensive to some.Otherworldly to others.Art on a landscape. W...

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“Hello Digesting Duck.” by Julie Ainger

“amicus menus inimicus inimical mei”Translation:The enemy of my enemy is my friend.The mirror.The reflection.The truth teller.We may even argue with its evidence.When we do not like what we see. When we prefer someone or something different than what is staring right back at us.We blame everyone else.But.Ourselves.You see. We are much too important in this world. We are much too important and we must keep our obstinance going. Our obsinances of what we think, believe, behave—most of all behave.Until.One day.Bam.The lights go out. The door sl...

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“Unconscionable Conscience and other Scientific Hyberbole ” by Julie Ainger

Everything was so grand!Everything was so big!Everything was so much!Too much, actually.Too much.Bigger isn’t always better.Expansion for the sake of expansion does not a school make.Perhaps what was really occurring is the schooling of:Somebody else.Tired games=tired gains.Expansion can do this.Reminder:An expansion of the heart.Takes time.Takes your time.Takes my time.Do you succumb to the “powers that be” not the powers that is He?Are you free?Do you succumb to be numb?Do you prefer to spread the self thin or spread the self wide?Large an...

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“Specificity+Ambiguity+ Preferences=Cha, Cha, Cha.” by Julie Ainger

💃🕺🏻🕺🏻💃💃🕺🏻🕺🏻💃💃🕺🏻🕺🏻💃…….One, two, Cha- cha,-cha.Three, four, Cha-cha-cha.Tolerance. Cha-cha-chaIntolerance. Cha-cha-chaShuffle ‘em any way you like.Any way you “prefer”.🎰🪪💵💳Oink.Meow,RoarChirp,Too.Tick tick the clock rocks and the explosion occurs,Like, Wow, Man, Yesterday.Just make it up as you go along?Fake it til you make it?At this “stage” of the game.And.It is safe to say the game is staged,The answer is anybody’s guess.Anybodys.Everybodys.Anyone.Someone.Etcetera, etcetera.Cha-cha-cha.Who gets a “pass.?”The answer: Babies. Puppies. And all...

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“The three c’s and seas of tendencies and dependencies” by Julie Ainger

Concession or concession.Consolation or constellation.It may not take a village.But.It does take a community.Of liked minded individuals who hash, rehash and hopefully not dash from the truth when it becomes too,Uncomfortable.Uncomfortable truths.Uncomfortable facts.The truth hurts.The facts hurt.Vices.Are they designed to keep us in line.Or keep us out of the line.The line line.The fine line.The wrinkly lines.😏The linear equations manipulated in the form seams, lies and wide open spaces.Wide open spaces.Bounce. Bounce. Bounce.= Thunder. Thu...

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“WIFM and patterns🙂” by Julie Ainger

Hello! My name is “WIFM”And. I loves cookies.Love. Loves. Love.Cookies.Lots and lots of cookies.Lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots of cookies.The minimizer in my core tells me, tells me how and just how much to push it to get one.What?You ask.A delicious cookie, of course.🍪I should mention, my name has nothing to do with radioactivity😉.I was a born leader.A born leader.I learned, long ago, that the difference between me now, and me five years from now is what I have read and who I have met.So. Pleased to meet you! Very pleased...

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“Human Flaws.” by Julie Ainger

Two wrongs never make a right.Human flaws + heavy hearts+ hatred + pride = noise.The festival of the dance becomes a trip up, fall down fest.A cannot stand on your own two feet fest. And the one true person who has your back is nowhere to be seen.Nowhere to be seen.With heavy hearts.Kids. We kindly ask you:Please don’t give up on adults.They do not know what they doI get it.I got it.We look up to adults.We expect them to have ALL the answers.Be the actual fighters and fire fighters we need when the chips are down. When we are down. Downcast....

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“The Fine Line of Sparrowgrass” by Julie Ainger

Jobey.Took a long walk.He was trying to “figure things out”. Although just a young boy in this world, he wished to bring peace about the world we live in.Jobey was a person with an old soul who lived life with a “big picture view.” He obsessively often wondered. He often asked hard questions. He wondered silently as he walked and wondered when hard answers bring about awakened and meaningful change.Hard questions:”Why?”Why do bad things happen to good people?Why do good things happen to bad people?”How?”How does one person go about making th...

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