Time, Reflected

The feelings I write, the feelings I give today I ponder time and a clock strung with string and the powerful men of tomorrow when I take a stake in my own power, honey, when I sip tea and drink juice (smoothies, preferably) I feel mad at times, and worried at times past and futureContinue reading “Time, Reflected”

you are a ship

these feelings of being stuck seem to be unbearable– it’s all connected cyclical dense not me what is me? well, it’s sitting under a tree, maybe sipping some tea, not minding the clouds just letting all flow naturally– see! that’s me. sitting in the shade, not letting the day fade you are here for oneContinue reading “you are a ship”

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