Category Archives: woman’s rights

Tribal gypsy life

Your life purpose just becomes taking care of these kids that fight you for a single step of the way. You have to just surrender. I still feel that urgency to do something bigger, do something better like maybe I’m gonna read book that’ll change the world but I haven’t written it yet.

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 

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

    Masqueraded freedom/ 37/ soul love saga

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    I treated my freedom

    as a living dying entity

    that was very much alive.

    In the face of making decisions

    just for myself,

    I could be anywhere

    without regret.

    Run in the face

    of adversary

    without sorrow

    free from guilt.

    Solace in the sunlight

    I mourn my freedom

    as I mourn the loss of a relative

    one that has escaped dis_ease

    and disillusionment.

    Caroling for verse

    dancing to death.

    Masqueraded as

    responsible

    reality

    moments of bliss

    gathering momentum

    over a cliff

    of suicide.

    devotion + co-dependency

    of systematical justice

    locked into hours,

    minuets forced by establishment

    bearing witness to all paper trails.

    Free me

    from instability

    and poverty.

    for our benefit/ 37/soul love saga

    Add new spasmodic affiliations

    afflicted with past revenue

    past grief

    and wrong doings to my body

    to my body wrong doings were done

    done and disabled are the wrongs

    of human kind done by mankind

    the human body was meant to nourish the divine earth

    saturate her with our blood

    composed with belief

    as we tended fields our most sacred

    moon cycles fell from our wombs

    un-pregnated to the earth we worked

    as drops landed in plants we cared for

    modifying the earth we walked among creatures

    as we were once one

    plasmas and secretions

    fell from our bodies to the hungry earth

    needing replenishing from sustaining us

    now hungry the fields are

    from being over processed

    to many years of not being cared for

    over utilized we have lost touch with

    sustaining

    our purpose of completions

    of mass populating matrix style

    designating chemical warfare

    on our own environments

    cancers rise

    neurological disorders

    plague the earth like never before

    as the quality of the food

    we bring to the table declines

    the master of materials

    master of rules

    master of the public welfare system

    should make compost mandatory

    recycling  obligatory laws

    make community gardens necessary

    food stamps and poor farm work

    that begins our rise out of the oppressive system

    that has held us down and under

    work for our food work for our benefit

    rise above the system to be the system

    that stabilizes and provides our own needs

    in ways that nurture our souls

    providing the child care we need

    legalize the plants that ban the pills

    universal health care not sick care

    capture the rights of the people

    to be safe from gang wars of our generations

    our generations that have fought for fuel

    the only biomass that is sustainable is hemp

    and bio fuel in this counter culture

    mushrooms  that are magic to counter balance the toxins

    from

    fukushima daiichi nuclear disaster

    nuke fuels that are pouring thousands of gallons of toxic waste

    into our oceans are already having detrimental effects on the earths creatures

    un-repeatable problems that will last for thousands of years

    along with the oil spills  that would have been cleaned with tossed grass

    and chem trails that keep flying

    spitting and sputtering controlling our weather through destroying

    our atmosphere

    where are we going?

    such simple creatures causing such harm

    who is to start doing the right thing

    who will go down in history

    governing laws that protect and serve

    us and the earth

    who’s to be accountable?

    where are we really going with all this?