I wrote this last year, its called:

Children shouldn't play with dead things....and neither should adults.

**(the 'children' part is the name of a horror movie from 1972)**

What do we do when a loved one passes away? We celebrate their life with gatherings of friends and family...we remember the good times and share stories of the wonderful lives they lived!

The body is respected. Displayed ornatly in shiny new caskets...then buried or cremated. Absorbed back into the earth.

They are let go, painful as it may be.

Do we still love them even after they are dead?

Yes! Silly question isn't it....or is it?!

Imagine a world that reaked of the dead. Although this time i'm not talking about the rotten stench of FLESH, I'm talking about relationships.

Dead ones.

Why do we insist on dragging around long dead relationships?

Imagine a world where folks held onto their dead and rotted loved ones, carrying them through day to day activities with a smile broadly painted on their lips.

Well, they love them...they can't let them go!! Oh yes...love is just THAT powerful!

Or is it something else?

Perhaps its the stench of codependance or the rotting stench of fear -- of the unknown. It could be any number of things.

Why do we not respect dead relationships like we do dead loved ones?

It's called Letting Go.

We're forced to let go of dead flesh, but we are not forced to let go of anything we can not see, touch or smell.

Maybe dead relationships SHOULD emit a fetid odour. Not for the benefit of others...oh no...we know your dirty little secret already, your not fooling anyone but yourselves.

The rotting smell would serve as a constant reminder to you (both) that this relationship needs to be respected -- let go -- and absorbed back into the Universe.

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Ok so its a tad on the morbid side. I wrote this peice at a time when all around me my friends were engaged in terrible, dead relationships and quite frankly it made me sick.  I have to admit, I'm far from perfect and yes I have had one of those rotting smelly relationships...not for a while, mind you....but I have just the same. 

I don't mean to insult anyone, this is about me venting my frusteration in a very 'me' kinda way - oozing with my brutal, horror loving personality :)