(2014)
There’s that moment, when I’m surrounded by drunk people, where I contemplate: "Stay sober & watch others make fools of themselves, or get drunk and be a fool with them." Last night I ...
Trapped in a fishbowl put on display for all to observe. Just keep swimming, back and forth… Most choose to ignore or worse, judge.
center “I’m just gonna play what I wanna… cause it feels good to do that.” Funk yeah, Beth! Funk yeah!
Hi, this is the first time i’ve ta… Maybe i’m breaking the rules? (chuckles) i haven’t been too great at being… i will address you all more than o…
Dreams dead. Hopes burned to shreds. Reality hit by a lightning bolt. Perceptions of an identity lost, Ego in revolt.
Melting, melting, my barriers are… old beliefs formed as a child begi… as truth comes forth to replace th… I move past this victim role & beg… I express gratitude for your prese…
Speaking up and Shutting up Finding a voice Finding many voices With tongues
My breath was in my mind Focus on breathing Quickly leads to thinking Hot fire Over-stimuli
There faces pass before me like th… All in need, longing for help. Crying out, directing their sorrow… Not because I’m at fault, but bec… and because I have so willingly ta…
My target is the life hiding insid… The traumatized, the victims Who don't yet know they're survivo… Who walk around with an intense Mostly overwhelming sense of dread
The sun shines through the window… Warmth from the closed off house b… I lay on my couch with a mind ever… each thought wrapping around each… Attaining limitlessness is all new…
Why can’t we be human together? Because unchecked assumptions Because prejudice Because colonialism Because white supremacy
Force, tremendous force and pressu… creating feelings of helplessness… And fear, paralyzing fear, trappin… I’ve become my own worst enemy, ag… Waves of heat flush my head as I…
Woke up with laughter there’s no sense chasing after what is not yet here. Sunspots on forest floors, tell me, Love, where is the door?
She died and they viewed it as a t… Salvation was not hers. The real tragedy is their judgment as it limits them from seeing the life she lived;