Reflections: Encounters of a Distorted Kind.


  Deteriorating Relationships

 Reflections: Encounters of a Distorted Kind

By Lily Von Valley (02/10/2015)

Words, Confidence, Personal Security Compromised

Interpersonal relations are marked in sensitivity and intolerance these days with a sharp spyke, as to cause a leap over friendship’s edge! This brings to mind, Flying Goats, who meet a similar kind, but gruesome fate when jumping over a cliff, in an altered state of mind.

Relationships in an emotional rut, do just the same, surpassing boundaries like those flying goats, spurred on not just by loaded remarks, which seem to have had their day and innocent ones  ‘hurt’ just the same. When friendship’s plied with unnecessary scrutiny revealing the minutest crap, it’s as irritating as Diarrhea’s constant flow. Ruining friendships’ solidity to a pulp.  Relief (or release) comes in the dignified silences, as each retreats to separate resting rooms proving their motivation’s death.

The humorous, paranoid or factual suggestion that points to seeded properties in the air or edibles engineered to aggravate, and cause emotional schisms splicing marriages and friendships. Ignoring the Self from its natural and mutually occurring physiology, but accrediting geo- engineering on solely stirring from within. This, to some, contains a truth that is, at last, the cure from the onset of paranoia triggered by conspiracy theory.

Though for now, the culprit is Ego with its self swirling centricity  causing storms in which to centralise th self, shield and feel safe.  Ego is ultra sensitive linking to the slightest subtlety, whether atmospheric or language, and good reason why words shouldn’t go ignored. Since, they create the atmosphere and change the mood.

Words, Words – The Matter

Let it be a reminder that the toxicity of friendship is not just brought about by that geo, malarkey, spraying stuff, which we left behind above. Since words to Ego penetrate its core; that fortified and sacred Self. In that depth, words’ are but a protracted warring act.

Hence why, Ego is easily fravelled by the slightest phrase perceived a compromise of its stability. Even, in the void of a seemingly negative nuance, hardly remotely close. And turn a disproportionate reaction into a dirty bomb (or sour soup), exploding personal security and battering confidence beyond return – in distress over the cliff heads the friendship, like the fateful flying goats, in distress venturing beyond the edge!

Ego’s nature is hermetic disdaining exposure, which words reveal so well drawing out the vulnerability that it seeks to conceal!.

Sensitive and acute but not immune to language power; whether the phrase twisted or misconstrued, the matter still  squeezes out the sweetness of relationships, leaving behind shriveled assortment of the bitter days that one would never want, again, to recollect. And, if the days appear to be caught in a loop that the words had spiraled into motion, in the first place, soon they’ll settle coiling silently on a single, lonesome, single lane.

Nature of Word: Duplicity & Ego

It’s not contradictory, how words relay brilliant and witty ideas, at the same time impart vitriolic frustrations and deepest discontents. With Ego most in tuned to corruptive forces negating positivity within, and tunneling friendships scope and their multiplicity – Funneling relations through narrowing passages that are ill fitted for two, or more. Swiftly there, hell breaks lose and at that stage the friendship becomes much too difficult to distinguish, but easier to extinguish.

But whether it’s the words or people that are corrupting the friendship is equally hard to tell. Still, beyond that the wider prospect appears a more attractive light. A u-turn, at this point becomes a brighter idea, I think. 

Review – Projected Hope

The time might have come for a review? Assuming that there is anything left to analyse. Then, a total re-evaluation should take care of that! In scope entail the following questions:

Is it worth carrying on? Is there a desire to work through the problems? And crucially, is it conducive to happiness and well being?

Primarily, ‘Self’ answers its  own questions, but how would the other fair at such a crucial stage? And then, would the two head towards subjective rantings rather than objective expressions; apportioning blame, and clashing explanations, barely, bearing closeness to reality?

The considerations are daunting and if retention of courage might turn, to fear turning one away from a dreaded warring stage, a full on shebang! One could just imagine the collision of words that’ll crash clarity.

Followed through sifting floating debris attempting sense of shattered and scattered views that you couldn’t imagine to piece together their nonsense. Desperation may fuel the effort of establishing focus balancing that old principle of ‘give and take’, which usually spurs the good but suddenly turns as indistinct as does the power to discern it.  The matter of fact, an excruciating moment, during a black out and the power to discern anything at such time, lays in an esoteric, alternative power race – not of our Kind!

Sums up the inevitable blindness blighting players and obscuring comprehension, their ability to grasp the problem and renders the mind to suffer a temporary paralysis. How would one begin to unpack anything, then?

Well, one can’t! When forgoing the good of reason for self preservation, intolerance and heightened sensitivity, antagonisms in words wedging any  significant headway with an obstruction is the nature of relationships in a deteriorating state.

And that, is what, my friends impedes the many hopeful efforts to recuperate friendships, except for, and I hesitate to say with a grin that toxic ‘atmosphere’ spraying malacky from above!



How about a flight of fancy? The Skies, is partly decadent in style crossed with fairy tale and magical realism. A very short short story with illustration to compliment

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The Skies


  1. Hiya Lily – I love what you have written here and I find a lot of truth in what you say.
    I once read a book called Emotions Revealed: Understanding Faces And Feelings by Paul Ekman in which he presents his many decades worth of research into emotions. He states that experiments prove that it is impossible to feel anger when one is smiling, and that is it impossible to feel happiness when one is frowning. He says that the basis of emotion is the physical configuration of muscles in the face.
    So when you say “When the air has further condensed in a way that obscures comprehension- a temporary paralysis of the mind, even when able to grasp the problem?” it might well be that the mind has been set into an emotion because of the expression on the face at that point.
    Maybe one way to verify something like this for yourself would be to deliberately stretch your face into the shape of a smile the next time that you feel any sort of negative paralysis of the mind.
    Let me know how you go with that. 😉
    Kind regards – Robert.


    1. Hey Robert. Trying to understand and make sense of people, dynamics and relationships…usually we pick up a lot more than we care to allow for thought ….My The Art of Friction explores the distortions further……thank you for your thoughts and suggestions; you’re right, expressions of the face could set emotions – Ps, my face is stretched into a wacking smile – and I’m feeling good!. Ps really like your name levishdated – looks like it has multiple meanings

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  2. My name is Robert C Day. I would have published under Robert Day because I never use my middle name (Colin), but there is already another author called that. The word levishedated is my ‘unique word’. I made it up so that whenever I search for that word on the internet, everything that comes up is mine. 🙂 I wonder what a psychoanalyst would say about that?
    Love that you were smiling when you posted that. Makes my day. 🙂

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  3. Hi Robert. thx for your response. Are you published under Robert C Day? (i’ll search the net anyhow, and see what it conjures up)
    The name is very interesting; it’s as lavish as ShedatedEvil. It has such a deep personality. I find when I search for Lily Von Valley, I get Lilly of the Valley which is the inspiration of the name. From The Song of Solomon,

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    1. Sorry – I somehow missed this reply before now. Yes – I’m published under Robert C Day (Robert Day was already taken).
      The name (like most things I do related to writing) just emerged straight out of my head without much thought. I guess it shares the same letters as the word you used there, but does not have the same meaning – fortunately. 🙂
      Is your name real or manufactured? Both are good. 😀

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  4. ha ha, yes fortunately, Mine is like yours, manufactured. It’s meant to be Lily of the Valley. I used Von instead ‘of the’ because of the many web entries under that name ( Otherwise, I would have been lost, (you understand) like a flower among several – :-)ha ha ). Ps, I also love the flower, Lily of the Valley.


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