Mindfulness

5-16-2021 Riding to work. The rain is coming down at a medium pace. I like the way it helps me relax. There’s something calming about the rain. I wonder how long these drops have free falling to the ground. Is water lonely until it reconnects with itself ? I bet there’s water from Lake Pontchartrain … Continue reading Mindfulness

A girl and her shoes

I have a friend that’s always complimenting people on their shoes… I wonder what her eyes look like.She’s beautifulI bet they are too. Oh and gorgeous —you should see her shoes. So many pair cause She’s always looking at the ground. she raises her head;mostly, when there’s no one around.She’s well aware her shoes are … Continue reading A girl and her shoes

Strange Dreams

Bird condor or eagle. Now I’m thinking eagle. Fell from the sky. When it hit the ground —it was nothing but bones. Still connected. I was trying to preserve the spot. I wanted the skull —I would make art from the wings. Nothing but bones. Some animal (maybe a dog, can’t make it focus in … Continue reading Strange Dreams

Consent

instagram.com/p/CNXk7_tjrJFKJjzvcUDQCijhmizz0cMDzDL4gU0/ Funny story about this photo. It wasn’t staged. This was happening. Had just started actually. It was HOT, then I heard a camera sound. I turned around. I saw the person standing behind me —holding a phone… I said with excitement “oh, let me see the photo!” I clicked menu ,then hit share… I … Continue reading Consent

Winter Solstice

As I sit here watching the Golden Dawn of Aquarius I wonder… Is there more than us yes, there’s got to be in the world we live; some key life in this elipse. Seems like a regular night with a longer twist the shortest day to enter in this higher consciousness some vibration station… If … Continue reading Winter Solstice

Not so Narrow

Straight is a little less narrow, When we realize that [straight] doesn’t have to be so strict.

Hiraeth

This pen stifles my thoughts Are you conscious or not My media is files with bots and thots I wanna scream but what would it mean to a world full of desensitized hope feinds? Life on a screen doesn’t help me believe that I’ll ever be more than a prophet with a lein on my … Continue reading Hiraeth

Twin Flame do you feel it

My 3D self just released its fear driven grip on leveling up. I had to meet her at the water, at her “turf”. I see her in all I do and everywhere I go. She fell in love with a boy. She nurtured that boy Loved him and he loved her. But as I began … Continue reading Twin Flame do you feel it

Way

I thought you were the way Some truth And so bright But you were in it All lies No light Sometimes we get distracted. The attention is nice. Something good and exciting. Love is intoxicating. I went on so many benders. On the wagon and off again —I was never afraid of the deep end … Continue reading Way

Merge

Only we are born knowing love. That’s in fact the only thing we know at birth. Partially due to oxytocin and the bond we make with our mother. And when we die I think that is all we will feel again at first. The same love that gripped us when we looked into our parents … Continue reading Merge

Sobriety

Here’s one from a while back..... The length of time from then to now? Depends. How long has it been since you were inside of me. Anxiety I’m next to you and beside myself It’s entirety bleeds out as quickly as the trip from your register Til I register Crimson is the color of my … Continue reading Sobriety

Momentum

This pen stifles my thoughts Are you conscious or not My media is filled with bots and thots I wanna scream but what would it mean to a world full of desensitized hope feinds? Life on a screen doesn’t help me believe that I’ll ever be more than a prophet, with a lein on my … Continue reading Momentum

I’ve always been one who has a hard time cutting ties with others when I should. This is something I’m working on. It’s harder than I thought. Well —it was. A friend of mine has been working with me on some techniques. And they seem to be working. You have to "X" that person in … Continue reading

There might be a little dust on…

Through times when I might not have known myself all that well......oh these ‘Johnston & Murphy’s” —the storied they could tell...