2021 was WAY MORE FUN than 2020, thanks to all of the love and support from my family and friends. The end of the year was filled with death, sadness, jail, and feeling unsupported at work. Nothing a lot of love can’t handle, luckily I’m dripping in it!!! Living in your memories, love you forever, rest in peace Reagan and Sabrina.
Tribe
Last night I was running around in dreamland, preparing for the floods as usual. Dreamland usually looks the same, and has a similar chain of events occuring. I remember more and more of what happens every morning. This morning I remembered sitting at a bus stop. A shadow man with a black hat and crooked…
Dickmatised
My phone vibrates. It’s a message from my favorite person, “sweet dreams my love,” it says. I read her text as I drift deeper into dreamland. Simba fills the empty pillow to my right. He pops his grey lined chocolate nose out of his dog coil to make eye contact with me, “Simba is not…
Blossoms Popping
Just had surgery on my eyes, Pain with sight intensifies, With the left, Comes the right, Addiction to fear, Pours in with light. Closed or open, You can’t see, Power not believed to be. Pedals open, See what lies, When you look into my eyes. 4 months since posting! I still don’t have much to…
DAY 1 – Affected
How do you know when things are no longer serving you? I do so many things to stay sane. Everyday. (Most days). Some of the things I do to maintain feeling fine produce so much conflict in my heart. So much conflict that I wonder sometimes if it would be better to stop trying so…
Morning Dragon Breath
It’s all about love. One reason why I haven’t posted much of what I’ve written this year is because everything I’ve written this year has been about love. I’m not used to posting lovey dovey ouey gouey romantic heart things. I’m about to get used to it, because the love we have, My Lover-Goddess-Best Friend…
Blame the Protestants
The Protestant work ethic can go suck a dick. It’s one of those values that has been instilled in the depths of my soul, thank you University of Laboratory High School for giving me the opportunity to overcome (yet another) piece of traumatic messaging that still fills me with debilitating anxiety 15 years later. The…
Fields Of Yellow
Day 7 was a dream. Feast your eyes. Thank you Lauren, for bringing this flower witch to a field full of joy and beauty. Black love does not need a commercial… but if one were to make one, voila, c’est ca ici.
Day 12 – Highs and Lows Please Friend Don’t Go
Do bad things come in threes? Or are humans drawn to recognize things in series of threes. Like the rule of three in writing. A nice little rule which states that when making lists in stories, comedy, etc. one would do well to list details in threes. It gives people a digestible amount of information…
Death Lives Everywhere
“What do you do when you don’t know what to do!?” The preacher repeated. I hate organized religion. I would love to live in a world where my people don’t pray to the gods of our conquerors. Why in the world is Christianity even…still…here!? It stole our religions, raped our homelands, threw us in the…
ALways ONE never ALONE 