I often find myself
surrounded by
books and papers
lovers expansion
Text:
The heavens of womanhood.
Revelations of my souls essence.
Emerging ashes saturated in a deliciously delicate black hole of grit.
You know, the usual.
And you?
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Tiptoe
June 20th, 2021
Summer solstice
Depressive episode to balance the happy. Wishing to crawl back under my polished rock; or to be less dramatic, meet new people. People who look like me. Compliment me… Observe then indulge. Today I feel hopeless with human connection. Even X & X are not on the flow I can truly connect to. I just desire to be around people that are into authenticity, growth, and building, creating and making the world a better place. Trailblazers. Shadow workers who aim their arrow at the target. Same old complaint…
…My dreams have been violent. I’ve been mauled, attacked, chased. I’ve had to kill and watch love ones suffer. And my mood… Familiar faces all over this dream realm. Be conscious, keep caution. Pause. Observe. Trust my intuition…
…But I want to honor my feelings, put integration first. Suppression is a heavy betrayal. I called X to ask for advice. I received comfort in honoring myself. So I’m going to not betray myself while navigating my relationships with the ghosts of my past. I am a shadow worker, not moving out of pain but instead integrity, awareness and self respect.
Both
I agree
A prey in the belly of the beast
A wolf in sheep’s clothing
Nature vs. nurture
Both I guess
It all
she said
Wanting him to see
She was everything
The birds and the bees
Make believe
A bear and the cave
His giving when the giving got saved
The wild
Laughing hyenas
Misunderstanding particular landings
As the way that I move
It’s too smooth you say
Much to runny
Masked in funny
A recipe for disaster
Their hidden laughter wades through vicious Canines and many wishes
They beg forgiveness
To cleanse their sins
Praying with Earths lense
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