Nothing is going on/ except workloads/ heart captors knocking on my bedroom window/ a triathlon of choices/ the currently impossible, the beauty sweet and doctor unspeakable. (Who is a young man... One of the reasons I choose to stay distanced from for the sake of my personal... fears, I guess. Then again, I am into the ladies, and that's all I really want these days.)
oh my fears- they are all in my mind! Harmless, I am sure. Always harmless if you fight against them when the time comes.
I must direct my attention into art but I am such a fucking day dreamer I want to think more than produce and I need a complete boomerang in the reverse direction. At least they could be equal activities. That would be nice.
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Gender fear? Gender confusion, does it scare you to think about the archetypal father being you? I scatter the seeds of my Father, either through drinking or meditation. We create the world we want to live in by day dreaming, but it isn't necessarily real, could it ever be? I believe nothing is real until you touch your truth. When you choose to escape the death of functionality is when we all change, when you make that conscious decision to fight with words, to fight with thought, we all release our fears. Many people don’t take the time to get lost inside of their bodies…reality is art, is motion, is vibration. We daydream to change the evolutionary process. I talked to a lady yesterday, she came into the shop where I work…she said, “Nothing that comes out of your mouth is wrong, don’t worry about it.” So, now I know that this is my path, to write the things of my body, of my heart, in my visions. Self righteous or not, sarcastic or not, there is love in speaking from your point of view. Don’t worry about what come out of your mouth, love the doctor, love the sweet honey, with your mind, with your words.
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