Somebodies fed up with dog poo but nonetheless I say "pick it up".
Flowers are bloomed beautiful in Ancrum's community garden beds.
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In the early hours of Thursday I was at A&E; after waiting four hours I seen a doctor who diagnosed me with Gall Stones. The BECS doctor was professional, after my examination he gave me medication to relieve discomfort and pain. Administration at A&E glared at me as though they wanted me to die, and seem relieved to see me gone. I hope whatever hatred is resolved, for the sake of patients, visitors and staff.
"Now if I carry out this oath, and break it not, may I gain for ever reputation among all men for my life and for my art; but if I break it and forswear myself, may the opposite befall me." - The Hippocratic Oath is the earliest expression of medical ethics in the Western world, establishing several principles of medical ethics which remain of paramount significance today. The original oath was written in Ionic Greek, between the fifth and third centuries BC!
The purposefully negligent doctors at Hawick who left me for six months with this illness then the competent doctor at Borders General Hospital being true to his oath in diagnosing this illness. This not about causing divide, as this unspoken divide was caused secretly in my absence.
A sunflower, planted East of my house, the "strangers" and their partisan cult align themselves east of wherever I am. After twenty years chasing me down vagrant, flaying me of heart and soul, they decimate me into seclusion where I have settled. Condemned, to walk the world alienated, violated hapless. 9/8/24
So much hatred whatever location, wherever I return, whomever their victims maybe. A local shop, glaring venom; manipulating cold-shouldered belief; all eyes become their ayes. A hatred developed from repressive, partisan tolerances; as I've not wronged them. Unhealed wounds, my followers, as strangers, feed from.
Somebodies fed up with dog poo but nonetheless I say "pick it up".
Flowers are bloomed beautiful in Ancrum's community garden beds.
In the early hours of Thursday I was at A&E; after waiting four hours I seen a doctor who diagnosed me with Gall Stones. The BECS doctor was professional, after my examination he gave me medication to relieve discomfort and pain. Administration at A&E glared at me as though they wanted me to die, and seem relieved to see me gone. I hope whatever hatred is resolved, for the sake of patients, visitors and staff.
The purposefully negligent doctors at Hawick who left me for six months with this illness then the competent doctor at Borders General Hospital being true to his oath in diagnosing this illness. This not about causing divide, as this unspoken divide was caused secretly in my absence.
A sunflower, planted East of my house, the "strangers" and their partisan cult align themselves east of wherever I am. After twenty years chasing me down vagrant, flaying me of heart and soul, they decimate me into seclusion where I have settled. Condemned, to walk the world alienated, violated hapless. 9/8/24
So much hatred whatever location, wherever I return, whomever their victims maybe. A local shop, glaring venom; manipulating cold-shouldered belief; all eyes become their ayes. A hatred developed from repressive, partisan tolerances; as I've not wronged them. Unhealed wounds, my followers, as strangers, feed from.
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