Month: February 2026

A Woman's Plight

“Home Again, Home Again – Ouch!”

Candid Corvid Productions

“My things are scattered now between car and home.

Went straight from the trip back into crisis and work.

The dishes are piled higher, still dirty, with more dust on furniture and grime on floors.

Monday saw agency denial and Tuesday pending eviction’s next step throws.

But my new training is beginning to find ways to integrate and show up on its own.

And I have learned more about my capacities for loving beyond boundaries – yet my integrity ever struggles to remain at the fore.”

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(Title movie Bladerunner reference)

Altered States

Missing Charger

Candid Corvid Productions

“I packed it.

I know I packed it.

But I couldn’t find it.

And still cannot find it.

How can I not find and see something so garishly and haphazardly taped, unhelpfully stiff, and ever awkwardly priorly being dragged everywhere with me?

Granted, it has now become an electrical fire hazard waiting to happen – which is ironic that I have completely covered it in the color of bright red, yet ignore the obvious warning.

The question begs to replace it.

But I can’t afford to spend money on this.

So I’m jumping between laptop and car slow charger cords – and basically getting tangled up in slipping functioning.

Phone now low at 16 and rapidly decreasing percent.

Correction: just got the 15% battery is about to die warning.”

A Woman's Plight

What I Want

Candid Corvid Productions

“The question has come up generally, so I will answer it plainly – keeping in mind to let it be noted that there are many other things and aspects that I also desire to have included and added throughout time.

But to bare, basic desired necessities building the bedrock of good partnership in relationship with me:

1. Amazing, deeply intimate and evolving, groundbreakingly-hot sexual mutual feedings.

Yes, I said it.

There are integral reasons for this – not the least of which includes providing a forum for creating deep trust and soul bonding through developing a shared love language.

2. Absolute, unwavering commitment to each other and the relationship first and foremost, yet also taking into consideration other life aspects.

3. The creation and maintenance of an excellent, adjusting-to-needs system of productively and positively reinforcing communication.

4. Monogomous fidelity.

5. Shared vision.

More to be added, yet these are core essentials whereupon a blueprint for enduring success becomes a guide.”

Altered States, Myths & Legends, Society

Eye PigMentation

Candid Corvid Productions

There was a time when the
Color of eyes defined origins

Blue was of ocean and sky
Brown was of earthen tribes
And green were forest people

We weren’t supposed to interbreed because
Our cultures experienced life so differently

But love has ways of bridging hearts
So that colors can mix into rainbows

And deception’s jealously lacks in-sight
Therefore plucks by breaking windows

(Multiple meanungs)

Where Demons Tread

My Love,

Candid Corvid Productions

There is no right move that I can make any more.

Why would you want this?

Look what has happened to me from lack of our open bridging.

And if you thought and needed to expect me to be brave – I can no longer act on these pretenses.

Not when any move on my part could now be a wrong one.

The situation’s aspects have effectively hog-tied me.

The only way to preserve my sanctity and true care for you in this position is to avoid everything.

I think it likely that my predicament was caused inadvertently.

But I am reliant upon you to correct and fix this canting skew now brewing between us.

A Woman's Plight, Altered States, Male Bonding

Imprint’s Admission

Candid Corvid Productions

He’d made a mistake in keeping her guessing.

Whatever original intentions, his anonymity was allowing others to infiltrate and attempt to manipulate.

This had caused her to attach to one possibly incorrectly – and then, later to another, causing internal dichotomy.

Due to her adherence to faith and loyalty in love, this put her now on the edge of duplicity.

How had she been man-euvered into this position?

Inside, she screamed at the pain as she felt torn apart from within.

Why?

Why was she put into this position?

She struggled to rip her heart out of these embedments so that she could feel honest and free again.

What she wished most was to live honestly, to give purely, and to not contribute to deception’s sins.

Especially when it came to the heart that she had most wished to champion.

So she withdrew again, less able to trust than before – which compressed passions.

A Return To Innocence, A Woman's Plight, Male Bonding, New Beginnings, Reclamation

The Bonds Of A Love Once Lived

Candid Corvid Productions

In the dream, her ex-husband sauntered into a kitchen where she was rumaging for snacks after having just seen that she was at last spending quality, playful exploration time together with her guy.

Her ex said that there was a region steeped in ancient tradition on the other side of the world where he could obtain a type of rare martial arts swords that could be used – and at first she thought that he was planning to move there for his own further training.

But, no…

What he meant was that the depths of his feelings of envious protectionism compelled him to express what he could do with them to go after the guy she was seeing – said in playful jest, but growly, heartfelt meaning.

“You see,” her ex-husband explained for once clearly, “I am finally mad at myself for not being able to be with you, anymore.”

She stopped in her tracks and pulled up straight – alert, wary, and very unprepared to hear such words come out of his mouth and giving him a crinkled brow look of extreme confusion, saying “What the – ?!”

And for the first time in far too long, she could see him – truly at last see him – with his clarity of mind, heart, and soul restored – shining right there, openly in his eyes, again.

As tears shimmered and a bit of shy, open love poured out at last from him for her, he reached out to straigthen her shirt collar in a tenuous display of affection and said, “Now…go get your man.”

And she reached for him with a muffled cry, letting the love for him that she had still felt  over so many years pour out into him.

They hugged for a long moment, and then laughed tearfully together as he shrugged ruefully in acceptance at his life’s past and current predicaments.

Taking his face gently between her hands, she gently kissed his lips, forehead, cheeks, and then back to his his lips to share in their moment of brief reuniting how happy she was that he felt and was whole inside, again.

Then she pulled away with nervous haste – and he laughed gratefully with more than just warmth in his eyes at acknowledgement that they both knew that her reason was to avoid rekindling their flame’s sparks, again.

With heart ache and sincerest appreciation, she realized that she was now set free to fly and soar among Heaven’s higher realms with her guy on the wings of love, again.