Featured Artists, Hyde's Bride

“To A Mouse” By Robert Burns, 1785

On Turning her up in her Nest, with the Plough, November 1785.

Wee, sleeket, cowran, tim’rous beastie,
O, what a panic’s in thy breastie!
Thou need na start awa sae hasty,
Wi’ bickerin brattle!
I wad be laith to rin an’ chase thee
Wi’ murd’ring pattle!

I’m truly sorry Man’s dominion
Has broken Nature’s social union,
An’ justifies that ill opinion,
Which makes thee startle,
At me, thy poor, earth-born companion,
An’ fellow-mortal!

I doubt na, whyles, but thou may thieve;
What then? poor beastie, thou maun live!
A daimen-icker in a thrave
’S a sma’ request:
I’ll get a blessin wi’ the lave,
An’ never miss ’t!

Thy wee-bit housie, too, in ruin!
It’s silly wa’s the win’s are strewin!
An’ naething, now, to big a new ane,
O’ foggage green!
An’ bleak December’s winds ensuin,
Baith snell an’ keen!

Thou saw the fields laid bare an’ waste,
An’ weary Winter comin fast,
An’ cozie here, beneath the blast,
Thou thought to dwell,
Till crash! the cruel coulter past
Out thro’ thy cell.

That wee-bit heap o’ leaves an’ stibble
Has cost thee monie a weary nibble!
Now thou’s turn’d out, for a’ thy trouble,
But house or hald,
To thole the Winter’s sleety dribble,
An’ cranreuch cauld!

But Mousie, thou art no thy-lane,
In proving foresight may be vain:
The best laid schemes o’ Mice an’ Men
Gang aft agley,
An’ lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain,
For promis’d joy!

Still, thou art blest, compar’d wi’ me!
The present only toucheth thee:
But Och! I backward cast my e’e,
On prospects drear!
An’ forward tho’ I canna see,
I guess an’ fear!

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/43816/to-a-mouse-56d222ab36e33

Hyde's Bride, Spoken Word

Hyde’s Bride: Age Before Beauty (Spoken Word)

“There’s also a reason they say, ‘Age Before Beauty,’ for beauty is fleeting and will be reaped as if it is a mere few crops of the seasons.

Age before beauty.

Maturity before beauty.

Accomplishments before the fluff – before the cream which can just easily be whisked away.

Add a little sugar on it and it’s quickly eaten.

Gone.

Ravished by what brief grace of space and time it was granted.

Age is what grows.

Age is what delays.

Age is what stretches out time when our life is so fleeting.”

Psychology, The Accident - As Of 10/10/25 Early AM Named "Clyde" (Short For Collide) Because It's Funny And I Deserve Mirth At Its Expense

Tangental Thinking

The psychological evaluator suggested after four hours of testing that perhaps, as apparently many females in our society, I had gone through life undiagnosed with ADHD.

I pose an alternative theory: that the mind learns to diverge around repeated traumatic physical and mental-emotional injury for survival of its host body, and alternative preservation of its soul’s integrity.

Sound Production

Radio Theatre – “No Escape From Reality”

This is a mix of several song tracks, along with my voice and effects.

It was my first project, and I had to innovate by capturing my own vocal recordings before I had any sort of home access to advanced software.

I began by plotting it with a simple edited Audacity file and a spreadsheet!

Please be careful while listening, as the volume increases…

I still have much to learn!

Psychology, The Accident - As Of 10/10/25 Early AM Named "Clyde" (Short For Collide) Because It's Funny And I Deserve Mirth At Its Expense

Mixed Messages

The accident made it impossible to continue im my healing career (at least temporarily) and forced my hand in reaching for my next level of ascension.

But there has been great cost to my body’s well being in pain and damage, which leaves me feelimg as if I have been back-handed and reprimanded.