Processing Abandonment Emotions

I am nobody. Nobody is perfect. Therefore I am perfect.

Is Religion the Trauma Survivor’s Band-Aid®?

I have spent the better part of my adult life studying to understand the relationship between religion and the human mind. Growing up conditioned and abused by religion, at times, I am told I hate religion because it abused me. In my book, "Cult Child", I travel into where my young mind existed. Even though … Continue reading Is Religion the Trauma Survivor’s Band-Aid®?

Death’s Dimensional Jump

This piece of writing was scribed November 8, 2010 @ 5:55pm on a Notepad document which was found on February 1, 2017.   When you understand that death is just dimensional time jumping, death may not be so frightening.   Fear of the unknown holds you to needing a belief system.  You cling to systematic rules … Continue reading Death’s Dimensional Jump

Abstract Aberration

The Original One wavers, lazily sleeping, snacking and avoiding. Might I silence the fire, burning and buzzing in the spine? We run into the trails, avoiding the undergrowth of tree roots pushing their way through the ground.  We grab at leafy branches.  She’s an avalanche avoiding her own rubble.   Sideways in the gradients lingering around … Continue reading Abstract Aberration

The Song Of a Universe

My heart strings feel So full of love These days I Could let my eyes Seep the delight Humanoids call them Tears of joy I have morphed into Triangulated dimensions New friendships Beautiful intention We are here rising Waiting over, loves, this Is Ascension Light gathers like Water and seashore Building more And more Moving … Continue reading The Song Of a Universe

You Call Us Hybrids

We are made from atom milk, star shards and the gathering of necessary energy. We are ever changing. You search for our form, drawing pictures and scrawls of little creatures; where did your mind see those? I stood with her. She was such a small girl. Even now she weeps, eyes closed, letting this flow, … Continue reading You Call Us Hybrids

The Gathering

(written in 2009) We are the quiet, the hidden The purposely unnoticed, The only speak of it to each other Write it, paint it, sing it... But not to the masses. They are unfocused, organized Religious zealots, diabolical replicas, Rendered children of Zion, Angered by the unknown, the Misunderstood reasons for not Being willing to … Continue reading The Gathering