Life is a constant test; stones and arrows rain from the sky, but watch out, if you catch one you might just die. Don't fret though, it's not an impossible task; many have dodged skin-splitting projectiles for one hundred years... Just remember to keep your eyes wide open. Awareness of what is is the key … Continue reading stones & arrows.
Growing up, I was a troubled child; delivered diagnosis' of High-Functioning Autism, and ADHD, at age 7. I saw the world in black-and-white binary. Things either were, or they were-not. This is a peculiar way to interact with the world, as the world, as people, as reality struggles to conform to these binaries. I came … Continue reading Autism, Abstraction, Context, Racism, Marginalisation, George Floyd and Riots.
America is burning, but it was only a matter of time. The ruthless freight train of neoliberalism has been derailed, if only temporarily. The rampart racism that has become a core value of the American Police Force has been smouldering for some time; smoke could been seen, could be smelled. But now the house is … Continue reading America is Dead.
Trauma is stored in the body; past tensions living in the present, held in our fascia, in our muscles and in all surrounding tissue. To heal we must heal both body and mind because everything is connected. The stresses of daily life held in our shoulders, increasing the tension within our bodies, increase the tension … Continue reading Healing Trauma
This is a story of the exploitation apologist Her clothes were too revealing they will say She chose to be abused they will add Never once questioning the perpetrator The victim is always to blame The exploitation apologist It's my personal choice he will say What an abhorrent collection of sounds The exploitation apologist Normalising … Continue reading The Exploitation Apologist.
Life can be confusing, all these twists and turns; glimmers of gems, shining through the sand. Be wary of their attractive pull, be mindful of their allure. For not all that glitters is gold, and it seems that I never listen when I'm told. Remain grounded in the present, ignore any futuristic projections, for these … Continue reading the siren call.
For far too long Humans have reigned supreme; for too long have we acted with impunity. There is no force stronger than mother nature, and we have disrespected her for too long, and now, now she is reclaiming back what's her. Unless we act now unless we reduce carbon emissions to zero, extreme weather events … Continue reading mother nature.
I find respite in substance, well, some of the time. In the past, I've struggled with substance abuse. In times past, I could not sit with my feelings; in times past, I would reach for a crutch. Times past is never too far though, for tonight I reached for the bottle. Whiskey and coke, it … Continue reading groundhog day.
I'm a pain professional you see. I've suffered more than most. Pain is no longer a stranger to me; an old friend. A boot through my door is how he chooses to enter, lifting me up by the throat, pinning me against the wall; pain is back again. With one swift motion pain slams me … Continue reading pain.
When we're apart, I feel that I lack; I feel that something is amiss, and it's you. A sinking hollow feeling deep inside my belly is what I feel. Sitting with you, conversing casually, makes me feel so complete. Doing nothing much, just sitting next to you, I love it; especially when we touch. Slow … Continue reading lovesick.