~ Supernatural ~

In 45 minutes (plus 12 hours and change if I’m being specific) it will be 51 years that I’ve (consciously) been this being known as Michelle. This girl (because I have no fucks to give for political correctness that would no doubt deem that I should refer to someone of my age as a woman) […]

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“Hold Onto Love, That Is What I Do, Now That I’ve Found You…*” (RIP Dolores O’Riordan)

Not a week ago a (beloved) creative soul and I were having a conversation about how music is, in a manner of speaking, a time machine. While the words I received in this conversation were likely much more eloquent, they reminded me of something I had written when Prince passed away, as a sort of […]

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1-1-2018 / 11:11

A new start…. Which is a continuation of the thing that has been since always, but without the (conscious) awareness of it. Because the smallest step I can take toward the expansion of this is to write the words down,  and because now is the time for action, I am writing them down. There is […]

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“…There’s A Feeling I Get When I Look to the West (and East) and My Spirit Is Crying for Leaving…”

In the last couple of months filled with exhaustion and awesomeness, (which in part brought said exhaustion) there has been the constant ache to write, and the words always lingering, asking to be (said) or written or something. But almost every time I sat to write, no matter time of day, the exhaustion won, and […]

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The Absence of Fear

It’s 38 degrees, and I woke at 4:45 today, more due to having passed out on the couch somewhere around 10 last night than anything else, I suppose. Undisturbed sleep which I can’t exactly term as peaceful or sound due to having had a 12lb ball of fluff taking up a larger portion of the […]

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Fear

4AM wake up. Was it you, or them? Or them through you, or the converse? As I turned to meditation in hopes sleep would take me back, found myself instead surrounded by angels, or aliens, or nothing that is also everything. Surrender was for what they were asking, and what I must give, as light […]

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Summer’s Eulogy

Waning days of summer, fighting melancholy at the thought. Not just for the inevitable arrival of winter, albeit months away, but also because I a little bit (really a lot) missed the mark of my wishes for summer. The things that were for sure to happen, that did not. The things I intended to do, […]

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