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How Dare I
Heaven forbid I decide to claim my sexuality, as the tool it is, in this patriarchal society Heaven forbid I use this to carve out some sort of safety for myself Heaven forbid I no longer have to perform emotional labor that no-one ever speaks of In exchange for monetary security All of this, coming…
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Rules?
There is no right way to be a human. There is no race to win, no title to claim. There is no need for guilt, nor shame. There is no right way to be a person. These are illusionary constraints. socially ingrained. Stop Searching For The Rules Stop Endlessly Searching For Sense And Trust Yours
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where life exists
Life exists past meaning Past knowing Past wording Past safety Past hoping Life exists Past all notions of good or bad Right or wrong Life exists She cackles just past your comprehension All at once here and in another dimension She is not quiet, or docile, or one to discretion But she is tender, soft,…
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Her
I am paradox I am changing of mind as if it’s an art I am fluidity of thought and sturdiness of rock At Once I contradict Bare feet touching dirt I am medicine of earth Written into every leaf Every drop of water in the sea I am the lesson in the loss I am…
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Fame
In this world we live in, we are embedded so deeply into certain systems of perception. Especially in regards to power. We think if someone is famous, it is reflective of there value, there power, there wisdom, there intelligence, or there talent. That the more famous, or viral, someone is, the more power and value…
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Love Speaks
Love is not understanding why something makes someone feel good And doing it for them anyways Love is not agreeing with the way someone lives, that brings them joy And letting them anyways Love is fear cascading through every fiber of your being And stepping forward anyways Love is a free-thinker, and will never be…
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I refuse
My reclamation of my power is not an invitation to humble me. My radiance is not an open call to throw dirt on my name. My confidence is not me asking to be educated properly. Swallow your own fear. I refuse to choke on it.
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Wholeness.
Speaking on what guided me through my journey in mainstream porn and sex work: Guilt and shame suffocate the soul, eradicate the heart, and create an excess of the very things one is trying to erase. The more you push away your dark corners, the more they envelop you. You do not get to dominate…
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Voice Of Lilith
Outside the gleaming gates of structure, predictability, rationál Beyond the safety of self assuredness Just beyond your control On haunches made of feeling Entangled in perfect mess Following each breath Is Me Slipping through rigid fingers Gliding past labels The one you call demon Crazy, and broken The one who uses any tool she can…
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When I Sing
When I first started singing, I did it in nature, in trees, as a little girl. I wouldn’t think really hard about what to say, I wasn’t trying to impress anyone, I just opened my mouth and let it out. This is where who I am as a singer today, was born. Improv Artist. As…
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lets talk power
Alright, weighty title I know. But its necessary. The main focus of this post is going to be centered around how authoritarian control techniques are the basis for our definition and navigation of power, and are prevalent in nearly every community, social structure, and groups we have access to. Whether that be a friend group,…
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Hopelessly Devoted
And the day the love runs out, is the day I die. I’ve carved, and I’ve cut my chest with a knife I’ve bled, I’ve given it all my fight No-one can say I haven’t tried But if I can’t love… I don’t want to be alive. I can’t grow up, I can’t let go…
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How I Love
I will love you till I take my last breath. And then I will still love you, with whatever is left. I love you even though this new body of yours, I’ve never met. I love you with the might of an organ donor. Giving you everything, blood as honor. I love you, because it…
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Reality
Though you cannot see me I still dance Though you cannot hear me I still give you romance Though you cannot feel me I still am your friend Though you cannot know me I still understand Though you cannot hold me I still come again and again Though you cannot comprehend I still hold your…
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vision
I wonder if the visionaries who came before me, those that of there time and during there life, were mocked, belittled, condescended to, underestimated, called crazy, I wonder if they realized, that decades after they left this earth, humanity would wake up and see there brilliance. I wonder if they knew while they stood alone,…