369: the soul and luminous clarity sit together

the pain cut deep I’d done it again hurt one of the few closest to me forever people just by speaking incorrectly we come out on the other side holding hands richer for the walk together not broken left along the side of the road yet the inbetween that came...

368: I need things out from under me

Why I am an artist Declaration I do not want to sit with things from my head or heart or gut as they arise they are rarely pretty at this stage unrecognizable to this present time they take a toll dismembering their truth mis-securing preservation I need these things...

367: things to say on truth and silence

or simplicity somehow they become one silence is simplicity simplicity is silence in this world of radical and uprising marches and anger I must refuse all declarations in all honesty I will never actually know therefore no right of words to say earnestly as if...

366: my own stepping-stone

these painful lessons in hindsight so obvious yet I had to tread the path I did to see behind yet again I suspect much to my dismay that I will do it again always face this same demon of self not for lack of trying to better myself or improve on past mistake and hurts...

365: to be what I already am

we try so hard I try so hard to be a better version of a past mistake a painful misunderstanding sent well received wrongly slighted it is at times like this that with the walnut of ache in my chest all I want to be is what I already am I must stop trying to surpass...