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Like a mudslide, life can present itself with sudden changes, some permanent. We need to be able to adapt and adjust accordingly. Otherwise you'll be swept away by it.

Birthday cakes and treasure hunts. Damp towels and bickering in a squeaky car. White wine and cigarettes.

I thought love was all in the shoulders. Hunched, preparing for the moment you will lunge at my neck. [...] Love and fear, as far as I knew, were the same scars.

A poem about crystals.

What would you see if you could really see?

‘And Spring arose on the garden fair, like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere; And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast, rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.’ - Percy Bysshe Shelley

This poem draws a parallel between cosmic energy and mental focus.

Do you know how to work it?

All flows out of it. All run out of it. What will we make out of it?

Poem expressing some more of my inner thoughts and feelings.

grievance update: healing from dead mom

No one can understand why I left the perfect job, including me, to work in a hostile environment.

‘War (conflict) means fighting (contact), and fighting (contact) means killing (inflicting & incurring casualties)’- Gen. Nathan Bedford Forrest (politically incorrect male)

Couldn’t sleep so I wrote this instead of doing homework

Poem about the land of Lemuria

Got a minute? Time is of the essence.

Wisdom takes time. This poem revolves around the clock.

How to get back up...

Sooner or later, life will fluc you up. And down. Then back up again. And...