The anchor to which my spirit is bound

I don’t mind talking about me. Shucks, that is why I started a blog, so I could TALK ABOUT THE MEMEMEME ME! *bows to applause* And this is really the only place where I can expose my inner chaos. I am so open about myself here because no person, place or thing can handle my … Continue reading The anchor to which my spirit is bound

Allow one to reintroduce their self…

Frantic and frightened, I’m drowning inside of myself. Again I berate myself with “what have you done?!” I do things that are both necessary and benign and yet punish myself for doing those things as if they were wrong. I oscillate between oversharing and underpinning. I love and loathe this plane of existence. It is … Continue reading Allow one to reintroduce their self…

Summarise, not plagiarise. Recognise, revitalise.

Inspire, or model, the way to be, like me, like me, like me, copy me like me. Copy me, initiate imitate, copy hollow clone. I repeat myself. I repost my posts. Guise, lies, mise, nise, pies, quise, rise, sighs, ties vise, wise, size, bise, cise, dies, eyes, fies, highs, kies Summa, soma, Sumer, summer. Pelagia, … Continue reading Summarise, not plagiarise. Recognise, revitalise.

Are we called to witness, or war?

Where will you be when the walls come crumbling down in the citadel that you live/loathe/love? One day while the people pray, a small voice will stop to ask you what you did that sent you away? So here we are on opposing sides, a line was drawn to divide our minds. A reflection of … Continue reading Are we called to witness, or war?

Question of the Day – No. 168 — Pointless Overthinking

Based on what you’re doing now on a daily basis, where do you see yourself in 20 years? via Question of the Day – No. 168 — Pointless Overthinking I love this website because they ask questions that only need to be answered within the context you attest to it. You can share some light of … Continue reading Question of the Day – No. 168 — Pointless Overthinking

Brian come back with the krakrn

Because im a scared little chicken (rooster, #cok, my minute pillar, i sang a tune as the sun was rising and shit... peter felt guilty about his... reputation..? Or was it his conscience...? I dont remember) (Can i just cock up this song and save us both the embarassment of my long winded introductions?) While … Continue reading Brian come back with the krakrn

Inside my human design, part 2.

My human design is pretty special, to me anyway. Click here for my first post on this topic. This is my second post (and I keep second guessing myself, as if anyone cares or as if it matters to anyone at all. After all this blog is for me to express what I want, if … Continue reading Inside my human design, part 2.

Who do you think you are, Old Spice?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-YriinrRGug Spice Girls - Who do you think you are? The race is on to get out of the bottom / The top is high so your roots are forgotten / Giving is good as long as you're getting / What's driving you it's ambition and betting / I said who do you think you … Continue reading Who do you think you are, Old Spice?

The Book of Names, companion to the books of life and death.

When I was in the mmmother phase of my digital evolution (for now I am the crown of the crone), I had the inkling to create my own book of names, a companion to my book of life. For I am a student of words - I enjoy perusing proverbial paths, navigating this conceptual sea … Continue reading The Book of Names, companion to the books of life and death.

Conspiracy: hiding in the musical cacophony.

https://youtu.be/AjhgvLeAxR0 Papa Roach: Tightrope My words are weapons in which I murder you with. Please don't be scared, please do not turn your head. We are the future, the 21st century dyslexic, glue-sniffing cyber sluts, with homicidal minds and handguns. We are insane, nothing will change. There is a fine line between what is good … Continue reading Conspiracy: hiding in the musical cacophony.