I’ve Told you Before, I Don’t Know What it is, So you Title It.

Enter at your own risk, I'm lost in thought and have no script I think a lot, I'm prone to fits I've been fucked up, still at 36 I feel like Rogue, that X-Men chic I have to watch who I touch, who I open up with I mean well, but my mind is a … Continue reading I’ve Told you Before, I Don’t Know What it is, So you Title It.

Jesus

That's where I want you to be; unsure-yet still trusting me. Having tasted enough, to know... Yet not needing to know... Just knowing, that I Am. And, you are. Knowing, I am More than you need, and always enough.. Not needing certainty of mind...but honesty of heart.. I Am here and there, always. Let your … Continue reading Jesus

Today: Heaven is…(need to edit still)

The Kingdom of Heaven, starts with YOU. You see, that mustard seed, that grain of wheat..is YOU. We want to see the harvest. We want to see the progress. We want to reach the masses, not realizing..death is in letting go..of all those expectations and ego boosters. That seed(beginning/new way/new life) is first buried. Unseen. … Continue reading Today: Heaven is…(need to edit still)

Clear Out..In and Out

Clutter clutter, clear out the clutter All this stuff, does also drug ya Clutter clutter, I did not stutter Numb ya, dumb ya...clutter clutter Pointing at the next man..with the.... brown paper bag man You high, rocked to sleep, unaware of your own damn addictions.. puff puff drag drag Clutter clutter. Consume and It’ll make … Continue reading Clear Out..In and Out

The First Will Be Last πŸ€”

One good reason death to self, being last, self-sacrifice, and carrying ones cross; can all be symbolized by crucifixion..is because crucifixion is to the body, what self denial is to the ego. We will do anything before choosing to crush/insult ego. It is the most "excruciating" thing. We will even firmly believe our own reasonings … Continue reading The First Will Be Last πŸ€”

BE ? Who are You and How?

You are what you eat , fuel and feed. Watch what you speak and consider how you see. Tis true, mind what you sow; every tiny, little seed. It all reproduces..be it green trees or tangled weeds Flowing rivers or dried up streams. Some give life, some cause death. It takes residence in your heart, … Continue reading BE ? Who are You and How?

Embrace You. The REAL You. And Love it Enough to Let Others, Even Haters Know it too. πŸ˜œπŸ€”πŸ€“πŸ€πŸ€‘πŸ˜ˆπŸ˜‡πŸ€£πŸ˜¬πŸ˜¬πŸ˜¬πŸ˜¬πŸ’

I'm learning to not mind being as authentic as possible. As a gift to myself if anything. Being true to myself, my reality. Why lie to the crowd? Why be someone else or pretend I am keeping up with the Jane's and Jones's, when I'm really a hot mess? Why does wearing a painted mask … Continue reading Embrace You. The REAL You. And Love it Enough to Let Others, Even Haters Know it too. πŸ˜œπŸ€”πŸ€“πŸ€πŸ€‘πŸ˜ˆπŸ˜‡πŸ€£πŸ˜¬πŸ˜¬πŸ˜¬πŸ˜¬πŸ’

I don’t Know What This Is

God, often I wonder what you think of me, Cuz I know what I think of me. And lately I've been fighting, some demons and it's frightening. Too much thinking in the night time, in the morning nothing looks right. Legendary Abstract Who's to say? She's all that! Broken homes, too many fights Booze and … Continue reading I don’t Know What This Is

Me on a Thinking Tangent: Nothing New.

I have grown and learned more from struggle, than anything else in life. This is the paradox of suffering and want. It has made me more humane. It has forged within me more compassion and gratefulness, than any fine thing. It has opened my eyes to what really matters, and what things are just not … Continue reading Me on a Thinking Tangent: Nothing New.

Just a Little Late Night Rhyming ( My feelings on keeping up with the Janes and Jones)

If I wanted all of that..best believe I'd make it happen If I needed that ...cash is what I'd be after You see it's not poverty or depravity that has a hold on me But I'm after something that transcends all that's relevant to these earthly chics I need a little more depth to my … Continue reading Just a Little Late Night Rhyming ( My feelings on keeping up with the Janes and Jones)

9-20-2019

Will you love me in my brokenness When I have nothing else to give but these moments in... Conversations and contemplation...about what life is.. All I have is.... Me Be-ing That's all I can give Here I am One in a million.. Not like them... Very different Up up away....earth bound...hell no No limits All … Continue reading 9-20-2019

High Times. Unconscious Rhyming

Can I lose my mind for some time? What if I lost all self-control for a bit? What would you think of ya chic? If I decided to get real legit..100..per cent..I don't think they ready for this See they ain't neva considered this kind of sublime...it's so unlike...all they've ever witnessed.. Lost minds.. They … Continue reading High Times. Unconscious Rhyming

World: Asking Me..for More than I have to give.

I'm so tired of all these voices(nouns), asking something of me. I have nothing to give, be gone from me. I go to seek rest..and you come looking for me. There is no where to hide, here you come expecting more from me. I attempt to muffle your cries, but there is no smothering thee. … Continue reading World: Asking Me..for More than I have to give.

This Kind of Tired.

This is the kind of tired that lays down in a ball and can't get up.. That has no more energy to think...to function...to keep up with it all.. This is a kind of tired that gives up caring...that gives up This is the kind of tired that have sent many to end their own … Continue reading This Kind of Tired.

Within

Lord, I am tired of all the voices. All the he said she said. All the "opinions" and "facts". I still haven't a clue because the voices are so different. They cannot agree. They speak of only their differences from the other..why they are right..and they are wrong. There is no soundness..they all are confused. … Continue reading Within

Life Today.

I hate myself today..and other days. I feel like a contradiction. The person I want to be, the mask I want others to see...then in private I can be..this person I despise. I am a complaining mess. Raging. Tired..sleep deprived wreck. Can't keep up. Not with the Jones's..I have no desire to fulfill my life … Continue reading Life Today.

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There’s NO Excuse for Mental Illness

There is no excuse for mental illness Twisted, demented, stigma My whole life I've been mislabeled, fed RX's, drugged and numbed in attempts to fix it. There's no excuse for mental sickness God forbid you can't pick yourself up out of bed when the morning arrives..it's amazing enough you survived the cold of night..alive God … Continue reading There’s NO Excuse for Mental Illness

The Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil

Oh how we take pride in ourselves! Our understanding, our wisdom, our achievements, our advancements..our own precepts...our own, our own, our very own ways of "knowing." The I am, we are; compared to them, they, he and she. The pride in separation!! The lies of..better than. The arrogance in the blame..the..this is mine..how dare they … Continue reading The Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil

Rebel

I feel a need to rebel against the system All that the world tells me to be..it's invested interests. Consumerism..fueld by "new and innovative" inventions...to keep your subscription. I want to make my own damn decisions.. Long nails, high heels, name brand, fake tan, long hair don't care..this figure..that slender..thick chic..wide hips...shit is twisted. All … Continue reading Rebel

Mr. Right ❀πŸ’ͺ

I want a poet..a man with a plan and he knows it.. A deep thinker...thoughts adrift amongst quantum layers...whose sooth sayings still me..like meditation under sedation Perception is his weapon... To fight dark nights..and offer those lost and wondering protection Heart of gold..solid..like perfection Shallow waters have nothing more to offer I've stepped in those … Continue reading Mr. Right ❀πŸ’ͺ