More used to the high seas’ variances’ larger continuums, she felt mistrustful letting river rapids and currents just carry her forward.
Month: September 2025
Reluctance
“This could be good?” her pragmatism queried.
Overstim
“The house begins clattering with footsteps, voices, banging diors, food smells, and soon to be sequences of barking dogs which must be quieted as the tractors gear up at 7:30am and rumblings penetrate through body and housing – thinking they’ve a right to transgress early.”
No Way Around It
She was affected by other beings’ rhythms.
Crisped Cinder
“My love, would you forgive me just not wanting to do any of this, again?
I still want to know your desires, dreams, and aspirations – I just need rest and to no longer be so heavily worry-burdened.”
Sleep Deprivation
“I am now entering into this cycle again, feeling the adrenals cycle up for the next go around of too much, too fast, all of the time as the dogs won’t let me sleep, and everyone else’s day is about to begin.
Too many dogs peeing and pooping and barking and jostling.
Too many cats needin meowing and messing, needing tending and rehoming.
Too many dead-end conclusions rattling, and deadlines resisting their amend.”
Lament
Oh that we could have met
When I had more to offer…
Questions In The Dark
How could she let him help her
Why would he even want to?
Her heart had been betrayed
And her body was fractured
Time Of Need
“This is mine…
But my spirit rocks unconsoled, knowing tbat even still, things could get worse.
Traction seems a thing of fantasy now, and daydreams.”
Cracks In The Shell
“Lovely forms are reclaimed of broken pottery, made whole again by golden filagree.
Heal me with your love, so that I may be reborn.”
In-Ferno
“Where am I?”she screamed while he tried to grab onto and hold her as she fought him off in desperation to reclaim herself, not knowing what was needed.
“Can you see me through all of this rage and pain? Would you love me still if I can never be myself, again?”
Snail & Mr. Jingles
Rejuvenation
Dear Alex,
“I feel so tired…so f-ing, f-ing tired.
I want to reach for life, but feel empty.
The same cycles of patterns happening, without reboot to my engines.”
Temptation
There was something about him that lured her feminine fire out from hiding – and in return, caused her to provoke his hunger.
Rolly- Poley Kittie Cat
Ah, At Last
“Some tears…I’ve been too tightly wound, lately.”
(Lost Without You – Freya Ridings)
Denial
Her body snapped internally in fits and swinging emotions, denied the addictive pain relief and starving for something nourishing.
(Falling Slowly – Glen Hansard & Marketa Irglova)
“Fall-ing Slowly”
“Firelight”
“Frenzy”
Spirit Guides Vs. The Ride
Dear Alex,
Please, love…let us have this.
(Beggin’ – Chris Lake & Aluna)
(Hanging On – Bob Moses, CRi Remix)
Throes Of Poverty
“Stumbling over bills’ downhill slides while attempting to innovate.”
Oh Boy!
“I get to use my ‘placard of priviledge.'”
The Wolf You Feed
“The Owl”
The New Age
For ever is knowledge evolving, and ever does it need to evolve.
Britannia!!!
Fists raised in the air with renewed anger and conviction, her tribes allied with the invaders to redeem their queen’s shattered honor.
The Scottish King
Lifetimes ago, he married a Pictish princess – and then cast her off when her faith met his disbelief.
Centuries later, they met again, this time with Love’s begging the question.
Yet again, his need for his own certainty cast her fortune to the fate of the winds.
Risking To Fly
Insecurities trembling, she warbled an answering cry.
“Speak To Me”- Cover Clip
Listen to Speak To Me – Love Language Cover Clip 9.25.25.m4a by Candid Corvid Productions on #SoundCloud
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Song “Love Language” by Crooked Colours
Objects Of Desire: Sleep Token Clip
9/23/25
Comedy At The Somber End: Lord Of The Rings
When the wave of bowing ripples through the crowd of people who cannot see the center: “What’s going on? Are they bowing? Are we – I guess we’re bowing???”
As the camera leisurely pans back out at distance revealing that there’s a long drop off of the precipice to the on ground participants: “Hey, wait! I don’t want to be this close to the edge – make room for me!” scrambling to push into more central positioning.
(Tasting of the Apple of Knowledge can be very frightening!)
Rare Baird’s Beaked Whale Sightings
The Making Of A Legend: Sleep Token Origins
I Only Want You
“Late Bloomers”
(Dancing In The Dark + Rain – Sleep Token at Xfinity Mobile Arena, Philadelphia, PA, 9/24/25)
Zoom…
(Dancing In The Dark – Sleep Token Cover, Live In Philadelphia 9/24/25)
Soul Mates
He had not realized it at the time, but in keeping himself alive, he had also saved his future mate.
Their life patterns and trials of endurance paralleling each others’ through the ages, exacting tolls on their spirits and tempting violent reactions, were somehow fought against side by side on the spiritual plane in an unseen mirroring that wove their souls’ energy together.
At first, they had barely survived by staying isolated and alone, focused upon identifying the harms to and discerning self truths, relegated to making sacred pledges seemingly unheard and left echoing in the endless darkness.
But then they began to hear whispers of far off responses to their calls, and caught the briefest glimpses of each other in the dream realms as they passed by where boundaries overlap in shifting shadows.
Until at last he had grown hale and strong enough to break through the walls of his own hell’s imprisonment and forged into higher levels of consciousness – just in time to reach for and catch her as she began slipping into the Maw.
Luxury
“A fresh, crispy towel that easily soaks up moisture with a nice bit of subtle, confidence-inducing scritchiness after a long, hot bath in opulent lavendar bubbles.”
Dear Alex,
“I’m worried that my synaptic gaps won’t bridge and heal.
What can I do about this?
I feel locked in an isolated room…
And at times when I can successfully pick the lock, I then find myself lost in dark and misty corridors.”
(Rain – Sleep Token, Lofi Cover)
Possession
There had been different versions
Passed down through the ages
But their kind was the
One that felt right
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