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Love letters I should have written and other musings Random writing I share with the world for funsies!

24/03/2024

Oh dear, what could the matter be? My dear, which would you rather be? Yes dear, I think therefore I shall be... my own forever more. -W W

16/02/2024

I heard the wolves once...howling in the night air...asking me to join them. I felt the pull...the compelled draw of kinship...my skin prickling in response...my teeth growing sharper...the acheee as they grew...and the longing that ensued... to shed this skin I'm in and become again a part of something true. I wanted to feel the air rushing around me....the cold nip just a bit to much for my lungs...I wanted to dig my toes into the earth and cry out for my darlings. In the end I longed and suffered and stayed as I knew I must. Blood and bone holds me fast in place...someday when I am free of this earthly vessel... I will be with them...in the still night. Until then, I imagine myself the wind itself ruffling their fur and rushing them along to shelter for the winter that ensues....wrapping them in warmth as they bed down for the night and tend to their little ones ....reminding them always soon my love...soon we will be together as one...save space for me...the eternal mother...a Primordia who sees her creation in all its majesty....such is the blessing of being Gaea. A journey I will expound upon another time my lovies...

09/02/2024

What if we all took off our names....what if we crumpled up that name tag and threw it away? Would it change who we were by definition? How much ownership do you allow a name to hold? When you call out a name who responds?
My grandfather called me by my mother's name. It was important in that moment in his journey to allow him to believe I was her. Even in the end he missed his daughter and then something happened....he called for me. He remembered me. And I was so happy to have that moment with him. And he got to meet his grandsons anew almost every day because of his condition. They didn't mock him, they said once they were greatful because he was so happy and proud to see them in the here and now and regale them with his stories of our family we never met. I miss him dearly, his life was an example in heartache and isolation I do no wish to replicate. So alone I am now, but not forever! I'm a healer, so I shall choose to teach others healthy family bonds and allow myself happiness now. And I already have the loves of my life....I made em with my own womb. Whatever my soul is made of....theirs is the same. Forever may the spirit of humanity live on, in the children we leave behind when we must depart. 🥰

10/01/2024

Tap...tap.... on the window...
Not a peep says the bird!
Heard nouns are out.
We are our verbs.

A personal quick study of action and exposition in poetry. A poem in layers of understanding. A reference to not only my morning routine of the birds visiting outside my window...but my own silly pecking upon the phone to share the moment. A meditation of what makes us wholly human in a simplistic format towards the end. However I may define myself or others...whatever I may be called in this lifetime... I'm a culmination of the actions I choose and the results thereof.

11/07/2023

Sometimes...ĵust before I sleep...I walk a grande museum full of my work in various different styles and mediums. I see great structures reaching to the sky in ribbons made of the thinnest strands of paint suspended in movement. I walk past a variety of canvas pieces and work in sculpture and wonder how I I'll create such things as I see. I sneak just past the works I envision and step into the library of flowers as I call it. Within the library are cases and cases of books filled with wisdom I have yet to fully comprehend. Hidden within special flowers and trinkets collected and pressed between the delicate pages...waiting for me to explore. The most valuable gift being the words that appear upon the pages as I read fully completed works I have yet to even daydream of. The gift of a writer perhaps....volumes of poetry, life lessons, and valuable wisdom cultivated and ever present just ripe for the plucking....and we don't even know. I'll share when next I visit.

24/06/2023

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23/06/2023

Dear Houdini,
The world is less magical without you. I didn't know we could do what we can do. Oh I have been amazed indeed, but of course I was sad bc I realized that they used the same mental programming and software designed to hurt adults and exploit them, to hurt the kids....and then they found Grove. GROVE.. . I'm glad you didn't see that. Nobody will help the kids in the school bc even after it was reported to Bartlesville school last year by several people they did not tell a single parent that they were alerted, that there were children hurt, that they were basically s*x trafficking those kids right under their nose, nor that they can help protect their kids by taking their phone and getting a VPN. I believe the school is required to mandatorly report concerns of adults s*xually abusing children but guess not. There's multiple confirmed victims of the exact programmimg including the phone virus "I have aids" ghost text in the kids phones at school. Girls are foced to degrade themselves and become s*xual objects no matter the age. They also use it to hurt young lgbtqia children and encourage conversion or su***de via a ritualistic approach. F**k that s**t. We got a kiddo went missing earlier today....it makes me angry. So my experience was horrid bc I figured out how it happens and what is occurring etc. How can you think abt love when you see so many beings hurt silently and it's so easy to tell? F**k if I know. Ok I'm grouchy but I miss your intelligent comprehension. It's hard to have skills to help and keep speaking up and watch as everyone tries to catch up to the level of danger there is. They had people taking photos of all major cross streets and cameras as well as license plates etc which they can use to systematically map out all of our resources and completely ruin our infrastructure or steal from whatever business or home they like as they please. The local adults currently induced into the impressionable dissociative state believe they're going on a spiritual journey etc when they program them to start with the scam network. So they prob have no idea why everyone is taking pics of landmarks and industrial areas etc. I can show everyone the different pathways and words they start with for RSA. I can explain how they do it and the software is basic. I can map the damage it causes in the lymphatic system and the circulatory system and the rest etc. My right lymph node is still twice the size after the damm words from the music I was listening to kept sharply causing pain at specific spots in accordance to the lettering. The seizures sucked....it tries to mimic brainwashing like wtf brain don't listen to the codes. They were mild and limited specifically lower cerebellum area for some reason. Most of the work is done by your own brain once they induce you into the dissociative state and train it to respond to LITERAL translations etc. I chose to know SOURCE. It allowed me to recode properly and I'm working on unique enhanced skills such as ASL and dance together.......so even when my voice is raw from screaming I know I can speak. I will never give up my freewill. I refuse. At least I can say I did not remain silent and watch idly as these kiddos were farmed out to these perverts as well their photos being used as a commodity by the overseas and local s*xual predators. As a proud member of the Q***r community I can firmly state that we do not support any of that s**t and it's obvious now they were targeted based on statistics alone from last year and all the ""Trans" domestic terrorists that were intentionally programmed using the same tech and NLP program. They even wrote pe*****le on my house. It's ok, it just reminds me that I helped send two to prison and that monster in McAllister isn't ever getting out. Let's see if I can collect them all! Ok kisses I feel better and I mishu tu mucho! And also I am fully aware this is the truth and that it is dangerous. I will encourage everyone to keep a loving supportive eye on me so I can tell my story so the kids don't have to. I simply want the parents to know the truth and the children safe. And I want everyone to know I fought for your babies and spent far more time in the programming than necessary for myself as I was aware sooner than they preferred. I will post all the names and screenshots to warn other girls. What I know....everyone will know and that will be that!

29/05/2023

This is a grand expirament at sharing bits and pieces of my writing. I am ridiculously romantic and inherently obsessed with telling the story of my greatest loves and that of those around me. Sometimes I'm sharing from my personal journey and at other times I'm just enamored with the beauty that surrounds us. Soooo enjoy as I begin to load my previous work and add new little goodies for posterity 😂

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