Ever since one of my best friends, Nathan, killed himself 18 months ago – I simply have not been the same.
Nathan and I were on this entirely different level, you see? I wrote my first poem inspired by him, How Far Gold Extends, in 2010.
When I tell people how he did it, how Nathan stabbed himself twenty times, they cringe and say they don’t want me to talk about it. And I understand how no one would want to hear such a macrebe story. But, I guess when you’re in my position… and the only thing you see in an energy is just that… a golden violet vibration of love…
Imagining such self-inflicted atrocites becomes literally impossbile. Continue reading
Ever since I abruptly stopped being shitty, in addition to writing more and creating more art, I’ve been dancing more. I rearranged my apartment on Saturday to make it more dance-party friendly. I’m considering an impromptu New Year’s Eve Party.
I do live in Times Square, after all.
Anyways, after rearranging my place Saturday morning, David came over to celebrate the new dancing space. We dropped it hot crazy to Nicki Minaj and Cassie.
Any girl who does not love Nicki either a) is a die-hard Lil Kim fan (respect) or, sadly b) a sucker fool.
There are woman around the world, a majority, in fact, that are insanely oppressed. They can’t drive a car or pursue a certain type of career. In extreme cases, they can’t even walk down the street without being attacked.
A lot of woman in liberated countries do not have any idea how fortunate they really are. Anyways. All that’s heavy for a Monday morning.
Go shake your ass blog family… stay blessed. Spread it.
The boys al-ways spendin all their money on love.
To the fake (one)
She used. To say
You are fake, it
She was blessed
With children, and
Then she completely,
The reality of blood. Continue reading
While I was running around Colorado last week, I learned of Sylvia Browne’s passing on 20 November, eleven days ago.
Sylvia Browne lived a life to be celebrated. Cynics and skeptics were never her issue. While crowds of haters picked out every false prediction Sylvia made, she was writing amazing books about her experiences and opinions as a Medium – and starting a church.
Regardless of how anyone feels about the nature of her work, Sylvia Browne moved people, educated students and changed people’s lives for better. No inhabitant of Earth is perfect, it’s literally impossible. So I don’t really understand why the woman was verbally assaulted by so many non-believers. Each to their own, I suppose.
Francine and Sylvia are both on the other side doing very well, so I hear. Continue reading
Happy Thanksgiving to all of our U.S. cult affiliates. I hopped on an airplane a few days ago, and now I’m in Colorado!
This year I am giving thanks for lots of things. I am thankful for being in Colorado with my best friend who I’ve known for 30 years. I am immensely thankful that it is not this time last year, because last year around now was extraordinarily sucky.
Naturally, I am most thankful for Peanut and Fronkles. Continue reading