High school dropout, gets married at 19.

How's that for some sensationalism? This is an excerpt from my old livejournal. I wrote it in 2008, I was 22. for years, since 2000, my online name has been Alita Lane (as you know). now it's no longer a pseudonym! my surname (by marriage) now is actually Lane. i met Jain in 2005, so … Continue reading High school dropout, gets married at 19.

Profane to arcane, Diablo and divine

He is god. A god. To me. He is god to me. Like god. So he’s basically my god. And noooooo. He has not brainwashed me in any way. Certainly not. I want that to be made clear. We’ve been married for… this year we will be celebrating our 12th wedding anniversary on November 11. … Continue reading Profane to arcane, Diablo and divine

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…

Revelation Annotations 02 (alchemical lexical tangent)

Se11e7en, divine convenience. I will warn you now, the following blog post went for a ride and it's quite disheveled inside, now. Part biblical, part exegetical, part symphonic heretical. Dude, get my car.bah... carry me away. I'm too stupid grinning to be a responsible ophanim, driving. I can see what you see. I place it … Continue reading Revelation Annotations 02 (alchemical lexical tangent)

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.

I’m Barbie(gir)L, 1 face of 4 living creatures

https://open.spotify.com/track/2k2zC3hli8MJqNtlpGwVvy?si=O0pp_ygZRCi4oJhlC0Zatg I have less than 7 years to complete this task and to do it well. I can only move tomorrow, had to take handicap to make it fair to play. I gave part of myself to yesterday. There's no looking back now. I cannot waste time reflecting upon an empty membrane, I only have … Continue reading I’m Barbie(gir)L, 1 face of 4 living creatures

Rabbit proof fences lead to the tunnels

This is an example of just writing to get shit out of your head. I’m going to use my meta-meta-awesome-bullshit skills of TEACHING to turn every fucking thing I ever do into a teachable moment. It’s all part of the learning process. It’s unedited, unrefined, narcissistic blah blahs about my own personal bullshit. I’m an … Continue reading Rabbit proof fences lead to the tunnels

Give thanks with a grateful heart – WWBD

Gratitude is absolutely essential for one’s wellbeing. People often take the good stuff in their lives for granted. I know I certainly do. When we start to take stuff for granted, that gives the impression that we are no longer gracious, we no longer feel gratitude for that bountiful blessing of whatever it was. The … Continue reading Give thanks with a grateful heart – WWBD

18 visions of victims

This is what it feels like. With hands on the bible. Release up to the falling mother, failing the sky. You know what it feels like. To become the enemy. Everybody knows your name brings shame. That's why you are (me) unchanged, so the world can spin on without you (me). https://youtu.be/7pdix9ZZdmw I love you … Continue reading 18 visions of victims