souless

when your mind locks up your heart
your soul sleeps. . .
you may have lost it now
selfishly protected
never affected
pushing and pulling
i'm knocked all around
taking a step back
so i can ground

projection rejection

my projection
leads to your rejection

rejection from self
voids universe's wealth

lost and alone
you have no home

we're connected infinitely
collaboration is the key

to strength and creativity
to setting ourselves free

angst

i wish i could see you more
makes me think i should see you less
heaven help me whilst i do my very best
babest and magick are what i feel when we're together
but seems like you feel like it is just whatever
all i want to do is to run to you
all i want to do is to run from you
just brake me already i can't take the anxt
it's my fault i feel it but my heart knows no other way
if feelings and attractions can be turned on a dime
i'll pay it all if you'd get the fuck off my mind.

the thing about the tooth fairy is

the price we put on our children's teeth.
those 'itty bitty things
grown out of our own flesh and bones
that Tooth! the one that's fallen
sym·bol·izes
the winds of change
well, you've heard the story
one cell from Me and
one cell from. . .
Him.
the mom and the pops & the birds and the bees!
then there was YOU!
oh, glorious you 
And the stars. . . 
the stars!!
you wouldn't believe the stars that night!
lucky we have this picture.
you can see it here.
man did they shine,
but not at all like ordinary stars.
they literally shone with rainbows.
it Really Happened That Night.
and a child was born
created out of something so small
you can't even see it with your eyes.
not unlike those stars
They are the same thing when you look up close.
Ain't it beautiful when your mind is blown?
most perfect beautiful amazing miracle of mine.
i am blessed, so BLESSED!
To be THE ONLY FAIRY in the world
that gets the chance to pay $5. . .
actually it's a steal
it's worth a million.
this sweet little ivory gem
gifted from the universe
it's worth
every single,
shiny,
copper,
penny.

written by me now

hog tied

he said the only way to be with me
would be to kidnap & hogtie me
i can't be left to my own devices
others see me & it causes arises
she says i've got beautiful woman's disease
easy to look at but hard to see

(wrote this in august but remembered it tonight)

heart

written by me today:
owning or caging me
that's not love, trust me dear
trust, you must, break through
if you don't you'll lose truth
with closed eyes
soul mates will pass by
stay connected you'll know
you've seen it in my eyes
you're stuck on the earth
you're bound by your fears
just exhale, let go, let flow the tears
rejected, dejected from source
you're lost & alone with no course
ask for guidance, follow signs
they were there this whole time
it starts with forgiveness
& if you want more,
gaze in the mirror, it will settle all scores
breathe and listen the path becomes clear
you'll feel divine spirit and it will carry you there
love on yourself
listen and dream
there's nothing conceived you can't achieve
you're a bright little starfucker
there's nothing to fear
let go of the darkness and bright light will clear
once you've done that let the power in
you'll understand what it is
and love will come in

i know. . .

I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings by Maya Angelou

A free bird leaps on the back of the wind
and floats downstream till the current ends
and dips his wing in the orange suns rays
and dares to claim the sky.

But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage
can seldom see through his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing. 

The caged bird sings with a fearful trill
of things unknown but longed for still
and his tune is heard on the distant hill
for the caged bird sings of freedom.
The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn
and he names the sky his own.

But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped
and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings with a fearful trill
of things unknown but longed for still
and his tune is heard on the distant hill
for the caged bird sings of freedom.