(From the archives of ch.com)

We have a hypothalamus and, oh, but for the life of us,
It plays up,  stays up,  breaks up and wakes us up.
Little hypothalamus,  big like hippopotamus,
It must’ve fostered clusters and you’re busted down to hell with us.

Medication,  meditation,  seditation,  tried the lot.
Lithium and calcium,  lidocaine,  tried smoking pot.
Caffergotcha,  melatonin,  teeth pulled,  stop your moaning,
Accupuncture,  coca cola,  anything to stop the rot.

Hot packs,  cold packs,  predni-poison,  dopey-max,
Ibuprofen and religion,  snorted mustard,  visited quacks.
Imitrex and quick sex,  goodness knows what hex is next,
Don’t tell us,  hypothalamus,  we must just learn to relax.

Hoo-doo,  voo-doo,  kudzu,  verapomil,
Boo-hoo,  no O2.  Like you,  I can’t stand still.
Head-banging til it’s bleeding.  Gimme strength,  it’s all I’m needing,
Pills chill my thrills,  hypothalamus,  I’m filled with the will to kill.

So, hypothalamus,  tell us tales we’ll all believe,
Why you swipe at all the lot of us with a pain we can’t relieve.
Did you have a lousy childhood?  Dad a thug,  your mother no good,
Or are you just a nasty basket who deceives to achieve?

Ha,  we’ve got you,  hypothalamus!  Feisty beastie that you be.
We’ve seen you beat and cheat us,  now we see your destiny.
We suffer rough and tough,  so stuff your bluff we’ve had enough,
I’ve now got lots of friends,  it’s no longer just thee and me.

I like it! Thank you for sharing

(Another from the vaults of ch.com)



KIP 100

Head got belted, eye melted,
Temple is on fire.
Ear got shot by a bullet white hot,
Brain's a funeral pyre.

Tears pouring, temp roaring,
Risk of personal harm.
Cluster lump resembles the hump
On the hunchback of Notre Dame.

Mind frying, psyche crying,
Words quite obscene.
Got too hot, lost the plot,
There is a Kip-15.

Pressure goes up, eyelid has a pup,
Nose gives birth to a melon.
Brain aflame, government to blame,
Welcome to Kip-27.

To speak is to shriek, here's the peak,
Kip-94 and a bit.
Erratic, sporadic, almost orgastic,
The joys of a really big hit.

Pain diminishing, problem finishing,
Reserves totally plundered.
I used to cope but now just hope,
There is no Kip-100.

(Posted here a long time ago with apologies to Max Ehrmann,  the man who wrote  'Desiderata'.)



Go placidly amid the noise and haste,  and remember what peace there may be in PFDs.

As far as possible, without surrender,  be on good terms with those that offer advice. Speak your truth quietly and clearly before strangling those who'd offer goji berries at a price. Tread softly upon the genitals of capsaicin purveyors and torture only slowly the trolls who'd offer us a cure.

Listen to others,  even the dull and ignorant,  for they too have their stories of unimaginable migraines and tooth-ache.  Avoid loud and aggressive persons,  they are vexations to the spirit,  and a mere Kip-5 would kill 'em.

Exercise caution with the medical profession,  for the world is full of trickery,  but let this not blind you to the virtue there is in O2 and a good neuro.  Many persons strive for high ideals but there's only one Deej.  Especially, do not feign affection,  for we love you as you are: CH and all.

Take kindly to the counsel of the oldsters,  gracefully surrendering the years of mis-diagnosis.  Nurture strength in spirit to shield you in sudden Kip-10.  But do not distress yourself with imaginings as many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.  Thank you ch.com.

Beyond a wholesome discipline,  be gentle with yourself and your supporters,  especially when head-banging is all,  for you are a child of the universe.  No less than the trees and the stars,  you have a right to demand imitrex, 25lpm and verapamil, or seek out clusterbusters should it be your desire.  Frozen peas are our friends.

Therefore be at peace with your beast,  whatever you conceive it to be,  and whatever your labors and aspirations.  In the noisy confusion of life,  keep peace with your soul and ensure your arsenal is full.

With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams,  it is still a wonderful world.

Be cheerful.  Strive to be happy.  PF times for all.