My Theory Of Everything M.N.D. by Paul Wilkinson

These are my thoughts on Motor Neurone Disease, that's MND to you and me, there is no cure and the cause is unknown, but i have a theory i worked out on my own.

In the middle of the night an alien spaceship appears within sight, it hovers for a while then it beams me up from my bed and into the spaceship which is coloured red.

Aboard the spaceship Uranus bound, the little green aliens don't make a sound, they have some breakfast and a cuppa too whilst they look me over and decide what to do.

Lying face up on a bed of slate, they induce me into a hypnotic like state, then one by one they prod and poke, i start to cough and begin to choke.

A pipe placed here and a tube put there, and the little green aliens are climbing into my ear, they open my mouth and inspect my teeth, i start to gasp and struggle to breath.

The little green aliens have no respect or care as they remove my pyjamas and leave me totaly bare, they have a good laugh then put me in a bath of alien bleach, i begin to mumble and lose my speech.

Regarding my mobility the aliens are to blame,they mixed up the neurones that connect to my brain, now i can hardly walk and get cramps in my arms that gives me some pain.

On the return from Uranus to earth, the little green aliens have their supper and another cuppa, they hover for a while then beam me down back into my bed, from their spaceship coloured red.

Scientist do tests on mice and rats, but my theory of MND lies with these little green brats, Little green aliens abduct us for sure, doing their tests and so much more, I'm absolutely certain they cause MND, do you have a theory or do you agree?


My Thoughts (A poem by Stephen Bluff) Oct 2016

My mirror sees me every day, it watches how I change, it watches facial features, which to me remain the same.

If my mirror could save images and record what it had seen, I could then evaluate the changes there have been.

It is my body movements that give the game away, strength declining gradually, as muscles fade away.

I sometimes feel emotions which tend to get me down, they make me disillusioned, and at times they make me frown.

Sometimes I’m grumpy, abrupt and somewhat rude. Frustration changing character by fluctuating mood.

MND picks anyone, and it has chosen me, how long I will endure it, only time itself will see.

I don't know when or why my symptoms did first start. I know it started gradually and breaks the toughest heart.

I keep on being positive, no matter how I feel, negativity is common but that does not help, or heal.

This is an Illness where nature guides the course, changing the lives of everyone from how it was before!