violet
last night I dreamed of blood it was deep and dark and I was in it there was a black haired maiden at my feet urging me to tear myself open even more
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last night I dreamed of blood it was deep and dark and I was in it there was a black haired maiden at my feet urging me to tear myself open even more
15 years ago compared to now .:my mom keeps telling her friends that they can’t trust me anymore and then she giggles. fun little jokester former hippy mom. i don’t think she trusted me much when I was 15..:i still like birthday cake AND cookies on my birthday..:shiny red flats and a black and white […]
incarnation is hardworking out this whole “human” thingis labyrinthine i’ve been told that i’m no good at killing the minotaur(or the medusaor however the myth goes) but I’m still in the middle of the battleand the battle is evermore.or, at least, until I get over the drama of the body… [insert angels laughing riotouslyknowinglylovinglydripping their […]
Below is a really funny blog war that I’ve been involved in. It’s funny because we both posted “Daily OM” emails that talk all about positivity and spirituality and we both posted them for the other. I recently received a series of emails from someone who doesn’t agree with the way I live my life. […]
step right up folks, here it is, the only heart in the world that’s inside out.yes yes, look right there, it’s hollow under all of that fire and the blood flows on the outside. legend states that every so often, a strong fire builds inside that hollow and clears out all of the blues that […]
Defending against the new is a fruitless battle that cannot be won, regardless of how much rage is poured into the fight. Take your seed and plant in new terrain where great care will be required to make it grow, but where the rewards can exceed your highest expectations. Our responsibility for the next two […]
For a few weeks now, I’ve been ready to cry at the slightest bit of depth. Last week, I left a trail of tears in front of a sculpture installation at SFMoMa, as well as every bit of art leading up to it. I hear songs that move me and can’t listen with joy any […]
Tuesday, I missed my yoga class by 5 minutes and thus got my exercise by walking from Hayes Valley, along Dolores Street, to my home in Glen Park. The walk took about an hour and I loved every minute of it. This is not a foreign experience in my world. However, it took seperating my […]