1/2/12

I am judging myself.

Because I am white

and there is never enough time to tell my whole story.

To let everyone know where I came from, to where I'm going or where the fuck I am in the moment.

Do I even know?

Do people know my mother never listened and only opened her mouth

for food and to say I was no good.

Or compare me to a better blonde I was ( Read more... )

The Seer

From the caves of Altimira
To a New York studio,

The Seer has inspired the artist
With Vision's unceasing flow.

The Seer is the soul of the artist,
Magus through ages untold,
Transmuting the lead of matter
Into bullets of spiritual gold.

The ego picks up the weapon of art,
Childlike, it plays with the trigger.
Blowing the head off it's contracted ( Read more... )

I am convinced of some things ( Read more... )

Finshing what I start ( Read more... )

Happy Independence Day ( Read more... )

We packed our lives into the back of your truck
and drove two thousand miles
back to the only home you'd ever known.
On the bayou you ate crawfish
and god how I wished I had never become a vegetarian.

Here, whatever you came carrying
fell to the ground like Creole swamp rain.
Uptown you could watch the jazz notes float
from porch swings to sidewalks
of ( Read more... )

I turned 24 on April 19th of this year.

My birthday wish as I blew out my candles was to follow my inner voice, wherever it may lead me.
I have no plans.
Just an open heart.
And a brave new outlook.  

Last week was beautiful: weather wise, relationship wise, gender wise. It almost lasted a full week ( Read more... )

I actually feel really happy ( Read more... )

So far this year I have been fucking up. I don't even know how exactly I'm doing that, but I think it has a lot to do with not listening to my needs. Same shit, new day. I have been slowly taking different actions to combat this. But, sometimes it feels safe to be manic. Peace? Serenity? What would I do with you ( Read more... )