Trauma, Mental Health & More!
have you ever blinked so muchyour eyeballs melted and trickled into your mouth?have you ever swallowed so muchyour jawbone quivered and slid down your throat?have you ever sneezed so muchyour brain got a fright and hid under your coat? i have nevercracked that sneaky bone in my backsmacked that greedy bully in the backlaughed and... Continue Reading →
Sharing welcome information certainly is, and I hope not to sound too judgy here. If a thought can be a sin, surely we’re all sinners. and isn’t writing using repetitive hand movements to facilitate my thought process (at least here)? Why do I feel guilty for using conversation as a tool to organise my mind?... Continue Reading →
A heart hurt is a heart grown Stretched to the darkest corners of your mind A mind ripped is a mind won Evil does not knock, it purrs I kiss tired shadows who have shown whats mine is yours, and what we find is guilt and all fear gone Love does not ring, it blurs... Continue Reading →
Dented and hollow, Blurry blasts of fresh air fresh from the tree My bones can breathe again My heart howls Drowsy and hot Rain rushes from suns and gushes in glee My tongue can taste again. My eyes hound you Quiet and still Webbing up thoughts and letting down peers My life can start again.
Where are the benefits of technology to the every day person? I heard this on an economy talk, and it stuck with me. Economies of scale and linear integration allowed brands to grow exponentially, however I still have not received the hoverboard I wished for when I was 10. Movement between social classes now require... Continue Reading →
Faulkner first said this about writing, then Ginsberg, then Stephen King. It’s one of my mantras, but why? Let’s forget about writing. Kill your darlings but kill your enemies too. Not literally, but the ones we carry in our hearts. Forgive them by yourself, and cut your own heart into a million pieces. I feel... Continue Reading →
Reparent Your Soul 