My favorite writer submitted this post for review a couple of years back and I am just now seeing it. Still relevant. Love you, Jules. Here in the South people usually think of April and May as the best weather months. They like the sunshine, the warm days and cool nights, the soft winds, brisk... Continue Reading →
I've been doing this thing as soon as I wake up in the morning. I'll watch my thoughts as they come and go. I don't act on them, I don't judge them. I just watch the show. Occasionally, there is a space between the thoughts. An interruption in the stream. And sometimes I have visions... Continue Reading →
Blah. Okay. I'm going to get personal because other than describing this experience, I don't know how else to communicate this arrogant tendency that high conflict people have of claiming they can predict your every move. We all have wounds, right? Of course we do. I've been in a decade long love affair that has... Continue Reading →
Scars. Who am i? If beauty is skin deep? You can read my palms say that i'm strong. But read up my sleeves, "You're weak." No Reach me robeless, When you breach these cotton sheets, Breaking down my walls. affirming my all, En ergizing the call ing to be who we're craving To be. But... Continue Reading →
(A short song) Scars of Yesterday Screaming; liines of the times, i let myself die! Allowed shit to fly that Made me bring back! that Confuse-defense feedback 4 Confused-effense feedback these high stakes ,that, i didn't make. - I un-der-Stand that! & I can now Stand thE time i fell flat on my pain! -... Continue Reading →
...but the feeling's there, If you provide the words. These empty notes of this old song, can now become a verse.
Press the play button. It's in the center of her eye. (Below) Guess what guys... I learned how to animate still shots this weekend and now it's like, all I wanna do. I have a really good draft ready to go about the word energy and the stand off between science and sensitives about who... Continue Reading →