Saturday, 31 July 2021

Julia's not coming thank God.

 


The universe knows things that we don't. So when it starts to rearrange your life, surrender to the process and trust that it's for your highest good.

Friday, 23 July 2021

The long necked twins of blue.



 black women breathe flowers, too.

just because
we are taught to grow them in the lining of our quiet (our grandmothers secret)
does not mean
we do not swelter with wild tenderness.
we soft swim.
we petal.
we scent limbs and love.
we just have been too long a garden for sharp and deadly teeth.
so we
have
grown
ourselves into
greenhouses.

Parked up and revving: Gearstick therapy walks.

 


Each new level will require you to give more fucks to who you really are and less fucks to who they think you are.









Yesterday's read-through.

 " Normalize putting yourself first and not feeling guilty about it....Put yourself first and put that guilt last! You are the most important person in your life. Do what's best for you. Enforce healthy boundaries. The people you lose from healthy boundaries are unhealthy relationships. " Pammy




Monday, 19 July 2021

molino candela work day

 "Which is harder for you to say?

a)I’m sorry b)I love you. c)I need help. d)I was wrong." Wise connector



Sunday, 18 July 2021

Dissipated sunday.


 

Drill Remix (Genjutsu Beats - Ragnar) Tiktok Challenge 👹☠️ | BLOODY BATTLE #drillremix #ragnar

Saturday, 17 July 2021

Love.Lover.Loved. Beloved

Came across FB post that says a revolutionary act for women is to make peace with being disliked, hated, called names like shrill, unlikable etc. I would argue that we should not make peace but rather revel in it, celebrate it, embrace it, and indeed seek it out because it means we are perfectly meeting the job description of being a feminist. If you are liked by the patriarchy, then something is not working!" Gail Dines









https://twiggietruth.wordpress.com/2015/08/08/images-of-women-in-all-stages-of-life-representing-central-roles-in-early-culture-are-precursors-of-the-named-goddesses-in-historical-religions-with-vestiges-even-in-modern-day-madonna-figures-th/

Thursday, 15 July 2021

The strain of unseen signals/out of sight

For I am a salt-hag. I wear the perfume of seaweed, stonecrop and vetch - not for the enchanting of men, but for talking to tides, charming the winds. - EmilyBanting
“The High Priestess”
Mixed Media
2017

 

Tuesday, 6 July 2021

Thank you Mr tax man/trying not to count those chickens.

 "If men understood the value of a well fucked woman they would have no choice but to prioritise their sexual evolution.

If you understood that having a well fucked woman on your side was the formula to succeeding in life, in every realm and every kingdom it would become your religion.
Religiously giving her everything you’ve got, on your knees thrusting in prayer, hymns flowing from her hips to her lips a gospel choir conducted by your conductor, symphonies as sweet as an angels breath written by your caress.
Taking her deeper than the material, the mundane, the physical, undressing her body mind and soul, she is your ticket to success.
The most valuable asset you could ever invest in, your embodied evolution, your sexual consciousness.
She will ooze all over your existence , lusciously dripping warm and melting, lubricating your life, the ease within your flow, the lakshmi to your abundance, the magic behind your power.
A moisturised life, gleaming in the glory of her erotically charged radiance,
The remedy to your everything, a slathered on saviour, the coconut oil of the human variety.
Apply liberally.
Her creative energy that you have assisted in its activation, stirred up within her cauldron, will birth your every dream into reality.
Your conscious cock is like a wizards wand, interacting with her magic to manifest, co-creating a new world with every breath, pulse and moan.

You have the power to be the god she calls her own. Taking her to heights most holy upon sweaty sheets.
You can be the moon to her tides, eclipsing her preoccupation with the mind.
You can blow the wind into her sails and lift her up high to explore the oceans of the skies, the power in your body vibrating, attuned, refined.
Divorcing her from unconsciousness & reuniting her with the divine, helping her become clarified.
Taking her into timeless trance states where her body lay beneath your own, yet her psyche is in another dimensional time zone, reciting the lyrics straight from gods kiss, a lyrical psychic physicist, delivering wisdom straight from creations mind back in her body for dinner time.
You can be a part of miracles like that on the daily if you desire.
When you heal one of us you heal us all.
Conscious sex is medicine and we are all suffering from our unfilled prescriptions.
We have become diseased from a lack of connection, from ourselves, from each other, from the earth, from the feminine.
Now is time for our reclamation.
If you are into transformation and ignoring your sexuality you are sorely mistaken, our evolution relies on our full bodied and soul integration."
~ Alana Louise May ~