“I mean, why be gradual when there’s great distance to suddenly cover?
And, of course, now my voice is fried.”
Month: May 2025
Why The Difference?
“When I sing in the shower and go subconscious depths, my voice is smooth and harmonizes deftly laumching into ethereal extremes.
But when I try to do so sitting and dry throated, I can belt out the power, but the warbles and breaks in frequency are daunting.
Plus, because I’m recording, there is the option of someone eventually hearing.
I guess I’m just meant to sing out powerfully and privately into the Great Abyss…
Maybe it’s also because my voice is captured alone, outside of context.”
(I Want You – Vandelux)
(I Wanna Dance With Somebody – Sleep Token, From The Room Below)
Empty Tanks
“Clients keep canceling due to their own circumstances, while I am left floundering like a fish out of water.”
Silence
“I have asked of men for their truest love, and none have given me the answer.”
Vulnerability
“I dislike no longer getting to wear my ring.
Am I just supposed to let my finger be bare?
Having lost its symbolic pure blue-lustered labrodorite last night reminds me of when my pendant’s chain broke suddenly, exactly when it was time to allow my Z her passing.
‘Circles must open to release what’s been contained, and to allow new love to enter.'”
“Don’t Leave Me”
Said too many partnered beloveds
Only to have their hearts not return
From embittered battles answered
And thus evolved women deciding
If no alternative to war’s bloodshed
They would fight beside their men
(Drift – Kasbo)
“Losing sense of who you are. I want you, still.”
Recompense
“If lost love can lead us into despair,
New-found love can lead us out of it”
Re “Warnings To Romantics”
“Remember, we get to write our own stories, together.”
“Do You Like Me?” Movie: 500 Days Of Summer
Haven’t seen it, yet.
Now Or Never
It can feel like this
Cells always aching
Counting down to cutoff
Purely for self preservation
Getting ready for lockdown
To stop soul from bleeding
Out those last vestiges of hope
Without which all will ever be lost
Insomnia
“Something has got my system jacked.”
Bad-A**!
All-In
“People criticize those who take the wild leap and commit. But how else are we to discover if potential is real?”
Feverish Dreams
There is a time and place
Where hopes and dreams
Meet after desolation can
No longer bear repeating
Queen’s Consort
Whether you are
To be mine or not
We share understanding
Of rare and sacred ways
And visions of places
Now so far ago distant
And when your heart calls out
Mine understands the answer
Mayhap we are from a time
More people used to know
But just because they have forgotten
Does not mean we must also forego
The Feminine Energy That Heals A Man’s Soul
Shame
“It is strange how when others feel threatened, they judge and condemn.”
End Of An Era
No longer could she camouflage
By hiding in daylight her status
For the betrothel ring
She’d bought herself
To bide years alone
Today lost its stone
(Something Just Like This – The Chainsmokers & Coldplay)
In A Dream State
“No other way that I’m getting through this.”
Nourishing Love
The Magic Genie
Trying To Clean While Listening To “Even In Arcadia” By Sleep Token
Rock Bottom
“Nothing to lose, and everything to gain.”
(Slow, chortling-fun laughter)
Inner Scapes
“That’s what I’m talkin’ ’bout!”
Ack! Cookies!
Left cooking too long in the oven past timer while distracted…definitrly overcooked, but maybe still edible.
Welcome to my world!
Beloved
“If I awaken, will you greet me?”
The Queen’s Cure
“Summon my voice from its sleep, and it will answer the call to freedom.”
Realms’ Honor
Though we were scattered
Our tribes became of many
We can speak to this now
For we share ancestors
Where before we couldn’t
Listen to each others’ truth
Sharing common language
Past blood feuds reconcile
As we have ever longed for
The same rewards of valour
Love’s Entreaty
Come to me now
Pledge your sword
To Love’s devotion
Harken to the sound
Of Angelic retribution
Their duties disrupted
We might be the wave
In absence of Rapture
Reclaimimg birthrights
Time is fragile as it delays
Enacting portals’ closures
For lines’ self preservation
We think we could be the last
But hidden throngs are many
Ready to reclaim our freedom
Souls yearning
To hear the calls
Of Re-Awakening
Allies
DNA memories
Passed onward
Into human bodies
Without any choice
Tearing at synapses
Manipulating courses
We never had any pain
So no point of reference
To understand the violence
Except as insane affectations
How could Elders forbid
Intervention if they knew?
How could our warriors
Slash bone into hewn?
I am glad I took that leap
Though no way to prepare
As I fell into the traps
Like anyone who cares
And are you my companion
Dark knight along my side?
How we’ve suffered silence
Speaking language of tribes
Am I no longer alone here –
Are we of same intentions?
You who have conquered millions
While embattled I am still tending
Battle Grounds
“I am so exhausted…I had to always conjure my inner light to fight back their encroaching darkness.”
Dear Friend
“I had thought that I was supposed to avoid you – though I longed to welcome and embrace you. I am sorry for this past misunderstanding between us.”
Dark Side Of The Moon
“No matter how I try to overcome it, my dark side is a baseline I must always contend with.
And I’m beginning to realize that it is why I have been self isolating more, when I long so much for the warmth of sunlight.
This eclipse taking over my soul has become more insistent – likely because I kept trying to sweep it under the carpet.
Because I thought that “healing” meant discarding it – and from past experience in partnership, it was not honored, valued, nor seen as valid.
And for the first time, I begin to wonder if maybe it’s no longer necessary to cut off the limbs that make me a whole and amazing person.”
Unavoidable Impacts
“While it was happening, I would grapple the consequences absorbing into my being from the negative messages and influences.
Everything was about regaining any sense of self afterwards as the blows kept coming to topple any sense of internal balance.
I was determined to not become like any of them – committed to not passing on the infection to further generations.
But the car accident blew apart the partitions behind which the damage from hits were quardened off in me.
And it turns out, there may also be a direct link to a recently-remembered extreme past life trauma that got carried into this life, whereas usually we can at least have separation by time’s generational barriers.”
“What The Fu**!”
Approach Cautiously
“Windy Mother’s Day Sunday”
“You Just Love The Love”
Hound and me on a windy Mother’s Day.
If listen closely, she is sing-talking back.
🙂
My 12-String
“I finally picked it up last night, anf affirmed that it had, indeed, gone out of tune.
And for as much as my finges enjoyed the feel of it’s potential welcoming me, I realized that I better start by identifying chords through a 6-string because my magic harp’s 12-strings weave complexities.”
(Damocles – Sleep Token)
Reposted from April 29, 2025
Moments Of Reckoning
“My fingers are finding ways to grip again in order to twist off a sealed bottle cap.”
Hosts Of Seraphim (Song)
By Athena Stairs
I have been waiting
So long in a garden
As turning Holy Water
Back into living ghosts
How did you think
They got the stuff?
By bleeding goodness
Out of each one of us
—-
(Tbc)
(Contact me for permissions)
Precipice
Oh, sh**!
I can’t physically jump
Or swing across gaps
Like I used to before!
Feathered Ways
Like a bird flushed
Out from its hiding
Exhilarating
Yet terrifying
Looking for a
Place to land
But everything’s a
Trap pre-planned
And I don’t trust anything
Feeling so overwhelming
Now flapping into
Squawk-panicking
In never before
Defense tactics
I mean how silly is it to
Lose sense of direction
When maybe what
I have looked for
Has at last found to
Gently ground me?
But being a bird
“Bird’s the Word”
Senses demand I
Only tread lightly
4:33 (AM)
Hittin’ you back like that
Shakin’ my falterin’ track
Not sure what I’m doin’
Temptin’ a hungry tiger
3:33 (AM)
I found shelter
Walking alone
As woods would thin
Or hedges would part
From ditch-low views
To mountainside arcs
And even as we were
Making own progress
We kept parallel tracking
Following stars’ pinpoints
I did not think that we had
Anything more in common
Than pain in its complexity
Pulling us many directions
Since when has such been
Good basis for beginning?
But as I see your emerging
I’m applauding as grinning
Because we both endured
Similar wasted years’ trials
Over land and under water
Through bitter times tasted
I have learned about you more
By ears deciphering languages
And realized we are both seeking
Fulfillment of hearts’ raw desires
At first assumed common to all
Yet silently pushed to extremes
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