I guess when one is climbing to reach great heights, avalanches and mudslides are to be expected.
Author: Candid Corvid Productions
- Creative Creations for Clever Minds! -
Which Way Is Up?
Pear Apple Crisp Latte
Blood Of Eden
The womb is a remnant of Eden, whereby creation may yet continue.
“Horned Caterpillar”
Disregulation
How many times to the ER must I go to be back on track, restabilizing from this accident?
(Menta Vacia – Dex)
A Chance Encounter
Last night, there was a homeless man next to his shopping cart of belongings on the edge of a major chain store, just minding his own business.
I had to go near him to return my small cart, and since I was there, thought, “Heck with it.”
I turned toward him, made eye contact, and setlled back, leaning against the wall to face him with my hands in my pockets to keep them warm.
“So what’s your story?” I asked him curiously. “Why are you out here?”
Thus ensued a two-hour conversation of us relating to tall tales of desperation; laughing at the narrow escapes; and connecting over music.
He was a decent-looking fellow and kept himself well taken care of, which was what had prompted me to ask about his story.
Early on, he asked me if I would mind giving him a hug, as he said he hadn’t had one in a while.
Normally, I would have hesitated, but had decided to grant him his request.
He was a good hugger.
It felt right and natural to do so.
Safe.
Neutral.
Respectful.
He was a gentleman.
Completely unassuming
His spirit was there, solid and present.
And he smelled good – which surprised me.
I think he must have had some cologne on!
Dang.
Later as we said goodbye, I offered him another hug in parting.
The sensations were the same.
The scent on my jacket lingered and enveloped me on my way home, and I snuggled into it, allowing myself to soak it in – and giggled at my sillyness.
For in the end, he was just a man and I was just a woman.
And it felt good to be appreciated.
(Something To Believe In – Young The Giant)
How I Feel At Times: Artist Swordspeed
On The Streets
They say “trust no one” and “don’t let your guard down.”
But at the right time, under the right circumstances, we find ways to connect with each other.
(You’re Only Human [Second Wind] – Billy Joel
Goin’ Thru Motions
Showin’ up, doin’ the work, and waitin’ for nerves to simmer down and reconnect.
Relatable
Non-artifice; lack of pomp – except in cajolery.
People Say
What I am going through is just a normal process of “aging.”
No.
It is from sets of circumstances constantly pushing me beyond the boundaries of red zones.
The only choice I seem to have at this point is how I am going to manage them.
“Count your fecking blessings, girl.”
More messaging streams in…
(Forward – Claxy, Extended Mix)
“Evening Tea Leaf”
Kindred Spirits
I am meeting other creatives
Unique and similar to me!
(Back On My Feet Again – The Babys)
Coming Soon
Yessss, soon I shall post my first fledgling project…!
American Boy – Estelle ft. Kanye West
(Safe In Your Skin – Title Fight)
For One’s Own Honor
She had come to the end of what she could give to the world.
No good intentions nor best wishes, no smile given nor cheery word hailed could further hide.
If she did not fully embrace her core truths and develop her own dreams to fruition, she would expire.
Today’s Tea Leaf Wisdom
Of Primary Concern
She had been a caregiving advocate for others for so long that with the further injuries increasing neural overload, she could not fathom having a relationship with a partner again.
As it was, she could barely wedge back the psychic bombardment coming from people all around in order to think straight.
How was she supposed to find balance if sharing intimacy with a lifemate?
And then, at this point, who would want to give her the frequent reassurance she would need in order to trust and believe in someone again?
Maybe it was better to just continue to self isolate.
The Thin Line
At what point does beauty become vanity; pure desire become obsession; and love turn into the need to control?
(Calmate – Dex, Original Mix)
Negative Feedback
All I did was some light and brief lifting of small planter pots.
And over three days later, the resultant nerve pain has been flaring to hot and excruciating.
(Title play with words)
Spirit
Mystical, whimsical, lyrical.
Lastlings’ New Video! (Perfect World)
Once Upon A Time
I was there while I could be.
And though it did not seem like enough, I gave support when needed.
Word Of The Day: Scorpions
I like that it sounds like what it is.
(No One Like You – Scorpions)
Merit
We must look for and keep searching for what calls to our own truths of spirit.
The Steamed Bean
“How can you be so amazingly insightful – yet still be so bloody typical?!”
“Gumption, Ms. McGill”
Rather than accept a substandard role playing counter to a promoted leading lady, I would rather divert my attentions toward promoting my own roles.
(Title quote from “Working Girl”)
That Being Said
Reviewing my life’s circumstances, trends, and calculating probabilities, I have until next summer to ensure something great happens.
(Patience – Guns N’ Roses)
Eureka!
The underlying reason I feel “unattractive” by societal standards is because media propagates avoiding representations of truth!
And my standard of being the most authentic, good versions of my self expression (at least when around others – lol) goes directly against this messaging!
No wonder I feel that I am all alone in the world amidst a sea of obscurity, and that I cannot trust others to value me!
What Burns
Seeing another woman receive such generosity from a partner that they did not put in work for.
Some precious things ought not to be given away so easily due to “beauty” or “status” or “fantasy.”
Or “overcompensation.”
But “truth” is not always seen as attractive.
The Right One
The complete trust that I extended,
The way I admired and appreciated him:
These are not things to be given again
Without the recipient being match-worthy.
“In The Rain”
So neat! If you look at the light on the left, it looks like the sun during the day and its light coming through tall, thick forest trees to illuminate a place previously bound by shadows.
Already There
It is hard to feel “good enough” when I have not already developed “industry proficiency.”
It doesn’t feel “substantial” to have raw talent, in whatever stage and form it may be.
Fargh!
How am I supposed to thoroughly detail a car with these injuries?
(Gnashing of teeth while considering)
Step by step, and over many days.
So frustrating!
About Face
Not wearing foundation makeup – generally, fine “spackle” to cover and “hide” any imperfections – disallows one any “false” confidence.
Do we need to see an ideal of perfection in our reflections to portray true beauty’s grace?
If I depended upon this for my character, my truth would be off-base.
Dear Alex,
Tell me something worthwhile in such moments of grief and loss.
Don’t fake it – make it meaningful.
Let your words take me someplace extraordinary.
(Mirrors – Trilucid, Intro Mix)
Emotional Intelligence
She knew that when they threatened her it was because they lacked skills and understanding.
But that did not stop the pain from hurting.
543
The countdown for purging internal insanity.
The Cry For Purity
“Stop It! Let Go Of Me!” She struggled to break free of their insinuitive, grasping influences. “I just want my own power – at nobody else’s expense!”
