Category Archives: woman’s rights

Authentic life

Why do people thrive on the anger red hot boiling the blood rushes to your face and calls your adrenaline to come play ?
they live for drama .
make messes of lives trying to eradicate any good feelings so the only thing that can coexist is us against them .
but it’s not us against them it’s we in the world.
 nothings going to get better unless we stand as a divided front.
Against those who seek to destroy our nature.
I don’t get offended by how many people don’t read my work when I see what it is they do pay attention too.
so I have a heartfelt thanks to those who take their moments to get lost my work 

and my world 

my heart 

because it’s everything I am and everything i stand for and you have to stand for something 

or like the rest you’re going to fall for everything 
you’ll be like the cattle told which way to go and how to get there .

where not to go and where to stand when to sleep went to breath.
That’s not us. 

It’s not who we are.

Natural born renegades fending of the throws of addictions to technology, drugs, drama,processed shit.
We are the strong searching out an original authentic life. 

Trying to find our place here and redefine our place on the timeline 

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Sacred spot

The most sacred spot 

On a woman 

The rebellious side of her nature

Begins here.

The root cause of her family,

Self love and destruction.

One spot able to rock the world

And spin a culture into motion. A soul attachment point to her connection to dreams and fantasies. 

Unforgiving and fragile convictions

Loved and callous

Rhythmic and pulsing

Piece by piece

Against the grains of society

Hidden from those notions of spring coming against all odds of a lazy winter

There’s an epidemic out there!

There is an epidemic of epic proportions out there. It’s t’s complying with the order of cease and destroy.it is still successful at killing if it doesn’t kill the host it shreds them of their dignity and dreams. Holding their life hostage terrorizing families. 
I wish I had some great holistic advice. But I don’t other than wake up and stop fucking doing highly processed shot that’s killing you. ( I was going to put in the name of the drug but really any processed shit will kill you) 

I am sick of unnecessary death and dying and not being able to do anything to help except pick up the pieces. Today I feel so tired. I just want everyone to do the right thing for themselves, their families and their community.look at the big picture envision the future and choose life

    Mom-Ing it

    Sorry I haven’t bombarded you with my usual abundance of poetry and panic,  Inspiration and muse. I have been fostering two babes and have two kids at home. My days are endless and my nights feel sleepless and dreamless. I hardley have time for a shower never mind let the flow of words vibrate from the ethers. When this happened to me when my own 3 children were in diapers I blamed it on my ex. Lol.  I do have Flo tho.. I can freestyle about puke and poop all day long!!! 

    Humanizing humans

    Poetry where my mouth wasA cause to support human evolution

    A revolution in humanity

    Creating a welcoming home for foreigners 

    Legalizing aliens, ( what the fuck even a play on words sounds dehumanizing)

    legalizing travelers that help a thriving community

    Utilizing natures laws we create safety in migration

    A salutation in solution standing together not in solitude

    One nation one earth under the sky

    Bone collecting wild woman/ soul love saga/39

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    I am a bone collector…

    Ravishing souls and the likes of them,

    savoring the moments between time…

    I explore the earth in all her sacredness.

    I explore her in all her settled griminess

    or manicured manipulations.

    Knowing each tree I pass.

    I sing to the plants and watch

    them dance in the vibration of my song.

    I am a wild woman

    dancing naked and strong.

    I am a wild woman

    caught between ravious love

    and divine union.

    I am a wild woman

    running with the wild animals

    catching butterflys

    spreading seeds on the wind.

    Digging in the earth with my bare hands

    planting gardens with dirty knees

    sipping on the nectar

    from a flower in mid day

    tasting natures sugar fresh.

    I am a wild woman

    filling my psyche with healing energy

    raising the vibration of humanity,

    raising children I have birthed from my womb,

    raising the vibration of the communities children.

    it takes a village