The Memory of the Pandemic

Memory We don't Wish to Remember

It is hard to believe it has been five (5) years since the outbreak of the Covid19 pandemic. No one imagined this catastrophic life changing event would occur. Humanity was tested in the most unimaginable way. Who are we to blame? What have we learned?

Human Memory

Unfortunately, the covid19 pandemic reminds us of negative memories and some of us who were old enough to experience it, can vividly remember where we were and what we were doing when the pandemic hit us!

Consequently, the sight of facemasks and the sound of people coughing has made us a bit edgy and perhaps, concerned about our own health. This global incident has dictated how we should take more precaution about our health by and wash our hands to avoid the spread of covid19 symptoms. It is impossible to alter our perceptions with these negative memories. Even for those of us who lost a loved one because of the virus. 

We can change our memory by using the positive experiences we had with a certain family or friend we lost during the pandemic. These positive experiences essentially, cues to send positive signals to our brain. 

Resilience

Communities and societies have always adapted to the rebuilding and recovery in the face of adversity. The pandemic has encouraged us to refocus on our emotional recovery, reduce stress, seek support, and manage our anxiety. The pandemic has also encouraged us to come together as a community to support each other, help the most vulnerable groups, and come together to overcome challenges effortlessly. 

Resilience is not just about surviving it is about growing stronger and being more prepared for the unpredictable future.

The Blame Game

We will never know exactly how the Covid19 pandemic started. Where were those health institutions to when we needed them in our most vulnerable state? Was there something more to the narrative of a 'careless human mistake' at a scientific lab in the Wuhan region of China? Where responsibility of the World Health Organisation?

We can speculate all we want, but there is the reality that we live in a capitalist society where everything has a price and everything is becoming a commodity. There are oligarchs, wealthy people, and investors trying to earn a profit behind closed doors. This brings up the argument, were there doctors and oligarchs negotiating something bigger at that Chinese scientific lab in Wuhan region? 

Don't trust people with power! Question the system! Trust your instincts! Join your community to make positive change to humanity!

#covid, #pandemic, #stronger, #resilience, #communities

 

Poetry of the Week: Heart that longs for thee

 

Heart that longs for Thee

by Serge

O thy fond heart! Such lovely thoughts of you that roam through my mind.

For surely thou long for thee to reach the depths of your mind.

And pleasant is the way that lies before.

The tribute to thy epic source of nature.

It is from this human nature we thrive from.

With this complex world where our human fates weave around.

Thus our fates pursue their never-varying course.

In passion or strife we beat against this overpowering mound.

And in wild flashes our passions shoot from heart to brain.

Behold an emblem of our human mind.

Crowded with our thoughts that do not settle,

Yet, like to eddying balls of foam

Within this whirlpool, they each other chase

Round and round, and neither find each others destined ideal place!

#longfor, #poem, #heart, #lettertothee, #passion

Poetry of the Week: Never ending Summer

 

Never ending Summer

by Serge

All summer long we strolled that golden sand

Like the leaves, those days and nights, went flying by
Still those days, those sunny days, wish they would go on and on
The flowers that blossomed up
against the stream in the scollop
it is the summer life that we live

Poetry of the Week: Forever summer

 

Summer to thee

by William Blake

Summer rises from the slumberous heat.

Turn away no more.

Why wilt thou turn away.

The starry floor. 

The watry shore.

Is given thee till break of day.

Poetry of the Week: Don't overthink! There is always tomorrow.

 

By William Shakespeare

Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, 

The dear repose for limbs with travel tired; 

But then begins a journey in my head 

To work my mind, when body's work's expired: 

For then my thoughts, from far where I abide, 

Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee, 

And keep my drooping eyelids open wide, 

Looking on darkness which the blind do see; 

Save that my soul's imaginary sight 

Presents thy shadow to my sightless view, 

Which, like a jewel hung in ghastly night, 

Makes black night beauteous, and her old face new. 

   Lo! thus, by day my limbs, by night my mind, 

   For thee, and for myself, no quiet find.

Poetry of the Week: Garden of Love

 

 
The Garden of Love

by William Blake

I went to the Garden of Love,
And saw what I never had seen,
A chapel was built in the midst,
Where I used to play on the green.
And the gates of this chapel were shut,
And 'Thou shalt not' writ over the door,
So I turned to the Garden of Love,
That so many sweet flowers bore.

Poetry of the Week: The Coming of Midsummer

 

Midsummer in the Midst 

By William Blake

As the wind blows swiftly, soon it will be Midsummer.

The trees becoming greener and flowers blooming in abundance with fresh scents.

The organisms from beneath the sea to the sand to the soil begin to evolve rapidly.

Blackberries will begin to ripen for berry picking season later in the summer.

Sunflower, weary of time,

Who countest the steps of the sun,

Seeking after that sweet golden clime

Where the traveller's journey is done:

Where the youth pined away with desire,

Arise thy sun-flower where thy wishes to aspire.