7/11/17-rerooting

love, peace, softness.

when i was embedded in the darkness, i was consumed by repeatedly chewing people up

and spitting on them.

a whole tub of the stuff.

the muck and gunk of depression, jealousy, bitterness, and confusion, spat with the force of the insurmountable pressure i felt, both intrinsically and extrinsically.

it’s stunning to reflect on.

my core being is so completely about finding the light, and to think that there was a time where i was too heavy to move makes me weep for my dead selves.

i don’t have a clue about my future, but i’m okay with it. i have completely shifted, and (in a rare exclusion of modesty), it was my doing, not the world’s.

the sun’s rays did not seek me out. they did not spin to encapsulate me.

i hacked at my roots and moved myself.

i took precious, precarious care of myself, dropping my dead branches and nurturing my buds.

i still have harsh winters, but never again will i go back.

my roots gently press into place. i’m staying, earth bound.

for the moment.

arts 6/8/17

some art stands out with it’s glory, it’s electricity.

beautiful. stunning, you can’t take your eyes off of it. it’s incredibly memorable. you LOVE it.

but some others take you places. places uninhabitable by man.

a stand out

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a transporter

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more stand outs:

more transporters: