Stoke the raging inferno with what it desires most: your stagnation, your lies, your excuses, your denials. Your weakness in the face of all that is calling for you to stop hiding from your power and start wielding it like those weapons you’ve just laid to rest; it is in the laying of these ...
And yes, I am addicted to dying
The everyday mundane and insignificant ways to die
The dying that realizes death as part of life
"Our ways of dying are our ways of living"
I find myself deliberately leaving traces of me everywhere
Offer your grandest struggles as fodder for your brightest future, and then release it to this New, Black Luna -- void of detachment, and full of expectant, grateful, weightless allowance.
These moments of solitude are necessary, and indeed are the nourishment my mind requires for peace, for sanity. For all my complaints about the necessity of being engaged in other work to earn a living, I recognize the necessity for that as well. Left alone, too often I stagnate and stink and ...
So you carried a child in your womb for 19 weeks and felt it kick and had an adorable baby bump? Your glob of cells had a fast, strong heartbeat for over a month and fully developed genitals and fingernails and measured the length of your hand? Is that life enough to be considered past the ...
I get it why it’s so sad and horrible to lose your parent as an adult. It’s because they were there to experience it all. Your parent, the person who has known you the longest, was there for every milestone you ever had. Sometimes in life one fully doesn’t grasp something until one experiences ...
Tie my acres of veins around the globe
Marking our compass path of the future
The roads of the path like rough guitar strings,
leading the way out into the pulsing planet