follow me to book

I pieced together a bit of book this weekend Blog Family! I stomped around the woods where I grew up. I cackled with my mother and sisters and yelled at the news with my father. I came across writing books from 2002 and 2003. I would never want to be in a relationship with a Writer. We record everything. I have been back over a month now. I started my new day job September 1st, I moved into the castle October 1st... I really like how December...

tone of my shade

tone of my shade As you hid. Sickness In thick layers of your vanity. I folded. Formed To discover finite; first the anguish. Your. Self. Gratification. Slap my self-respect with every beat. You lied. You. Our. Liar. Taxed dependency. I grew. Sick. He told everyone my habits, He kept everything away. I prefer to bleed at my own pace, Over oozing your infected pus. Every motion nourishes an alluvial heart. A golden reminder. An indigo upturn.

family

I've accentuated it before, but my blood tribe holds a unique place in my heart. One of the hardest things about living on the opposite side of the planet for nine years was being away from my clan of four sisters, two wild parents, and various other immediate cult members. I grew so used to it, I always remember meeting new people in Australia who consistently double-checked with me, "So wait... you have no family over here at all?" Besides the...

all day all week #occupywallstreet

As we know, I have been weaving in and out of attendance down in Zucotti Park for the past few weeks keeping up with the #occupywallstreet / #ourwallstreet movement presently growing into a global effort. The grandest day I have yet to experience was the march on Wednesday 5 October. Aside from an NYPD wanker barking nonsense at me... it was all positive. See for yourself!

NEW YORK CITY! I HAVE ARRIVED!

Oh my God OH MY GOD! The Internet man came today and I literally danced  at him in the doorway, like I was greeting a tribal chief. I am smack dead in the middle of Manhattan BLOG FAMILY!! Let me tell you, the last two weeks = completely most stressful part of the journey. I suppose there's some irony there. My present situation is insane, I haven't stopped praising the heavens over it, trust me. But it's funny, I've been here for nearly one...
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