(2015)
Oh, limiting mind, how I loathe thee... I make efforts, you show me inadequacy. Treading this desert in search of…
What terrifies me most is what I’m made of. A personal trauma-filled past and the accumulated karma of centuries of manipulation and d…
the awkward girl complains about g… she doesn’t quite understand what… they tell her she’s real and it’s… and most intriguing, which is why… she loves people and making connec…
Sometimes my vision shifts to gray and people become masses of chaos, unrecognizable balls of energy sur… nothing is exciting or intriguing it’s all rather fucked, isn’t it?
When spirits are low and insecurit… Never doubt the power of the mind! my vices are nowhere to be found..… I inhale and pause, as I taste so… and feel color.
Little girl, you’re as pretty as a… Standing there all sheep and shy,… You’re a field of flowers of vario… here to inspire beauty and bring p… Let those bees stop by and pollina…
Child, sad child, where do you go… Are you embraced in truth, able to… Or are you trapped in hell, awaiti… Do you picture yourself as capable… or are you devastated by past fail…
Scribbles Unintentional Manipulated Panic The classroom door slams shut. Silence makes the chair screech The American flag never looked so…
As a white female living in a colo… I don’t know what it’s like to step outside and fear for my life. Sure there’s being in the wrong pl…
I am blessed with emptiness. A vessel to be filled then spilled all over humanity,
Into the storm, treading me or the storm? Footsteps slow and hesitant. Trembling veins. Muscles and Brain
Flowing through the flesh of my bo… vibrations aligning with my pulse. Ego deteriorates and my soul is fu… In this moment of transcendence Clouds roll over.
Let go of Ego Shake it out Laugh it off None of this is personal. Clouds rush by,
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;
Whoa! Is this happening? Awareness of fear to the point of… Realizing limitations and their im… The mind can be a concrete wall