A Home Exercise.

Below is an exercise to be worked on at home:-

Put an athlete, artist and fitness instructor in an art gallery.
Add a broken window and a crooked painting.
One of them panics.
Write out the scene.
　

The artist looks at the athlete and fitness instructor standing beside him in the art gallery. Fit, agile, alert, good health exuding from them both. He looks at his painting hanging on the wall, in front of them. His heart, his soul went into painting that picture….it will be his last.

The men laugh.

"The picture is crooked" chuckles the athlete. "They couldn’t even be bothered to hang it straight."

"I don’t like the colours….its much too blue." Adds the fitness instructor.

The artist sighs. This painting was his legacy to the nation, the reason for his being, the reason for all those years hoping, trusting that eventually he would paint the "perfect painting". And, this young, well, fit man thinks its "too blue".

The artist sees no reason to wrestle with his illness any longer. He glances at his painting one last time, walks over and straightens the way it hugs the wall.

Four steps is all it takes, four steps and his life finishes as he falls from the now broken window.

I've been writing this fitfully, off & on for months aqnd I think it's finally ready to see the light...

How To Stay Happy
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Sometime in life you'll see
That one day, in the time it takes to flash
A phnuff, you'll just cease to be
No hopes, no ambition, no dreams
You won't be sad about it though
No success, but you won't mind
No failure, no fears, nothing
You won't know a bloody thing!
Stop worrying if it doesn't really matter
Don't buy it if it's not worth earning time 
Smile and laugh much more than you frown
This way you can be happy and make others happy too!
Don't go being all down
There's no time in life to mope
No use feeling sorry for one's self
Even if life can be like a big cruel joke
No point feeling bad about yourself
That is bad for your soul
You'll never make it that way baby!
We were all babies once
Even the prime minister & Adolf bloody Hitler
They may have turned out Maniacs
But their mother's used to comb their hair
And kiss them goodnight or guten-nacht!