Absence of Belief

How to separate truth from fiction? There is only one way. First, you must become completely pure into yourself. How, you ask?

Deeper Seas

Art: "From a World Inside This One" by Vennie Kocsis Deeper Seas Emerged naked Skin renewed from Oil and water; Lungs stronger From the disaster. You see, after The ticking clock stops And the heart Is the only beat Left to keep the rhythm You place your hand On your chest to Count the breaths. … Continue reading Deeper Seas

An Open Letter From Cathy O’Brien 

TRUTH EVOLUTION "My name is Cathy O'Brien. Mark Phillips and I are 25 year veteran US Government Whistleblowers on the subject of mind control and healing from it. Mind control is a sliding scale from the kind of robotic MK Ultra mind control I endured during the Reagan-Bush Administration to mass mind control social engineering … Continue reading An Open Letter From Cathy O’Brien 

Stream of Consciousness | 8.8

Everyone / wants the truth / until it's / pointed at you / until the / face has to / reverse / to moments of / receiving and causing / hurt / to beliefs in / deities and / the inability to / think freely / then the / quiet comes / bitter silence / … Continue reading Stream of Consciousness | 8.8

Listening To Molecules

who stole your pearls? who ripped into your shell without mercy, leaving you shattered, thirsting; mourning? who broke you and told you that you weren't the all supreme of your own being? who closed your eyes; made your love die, until every cell, each fiber, ached from the heartbreak? who reminds you of your exquisite … Continue reading Listening To Molecules

Ethereal Strings

but if you don't want it, the full heart and the thriving; if you are wound tightly inside the cusp of your victimoness, afraid that if you shine no one will notice, your hands will grow bruises and your fingers will become weak from gripping so deeply to the pain. change has to rise in … Continue reading Ethereal Strings

Forgiveness Is For the Egomaniac

Forgiveness.  Sometimes I get tired of hearing this word.  What does it mean to me?  It feels moot; an unnecessary element in the totality of my growth journey. I've learned a great deal about myself through this journey of therapy.  This host who carries these parts of me, she is intelligent and free spirited, kind … Continue reading Forgiveness Is For the Egomaniac

The History of My Feet

I dated a man once Who found a freckle On the inside Of one of my toes He kissed it and Named it Christine "Because they're so pristine." He chuckled. There are those who Give reverence to feet, The curled elegance Of an arch The perfect setting of The nails and even The way they … Continue reading The History of My Feet