Every Thing The Rain Touches
The Artspace of the heavens. The playground of the Underworld. A place to hide in the open and grieve with joy. Magical heppenings sink into colour and we see this infusion in the stars and clouds. Walk with me. Take hit and lets take a trip...
Tuesday, 23 August 2011
dreamerness
Between The Lines:
beings,
conciousness,
crystal,
decisions,
dreams,
Earth,
faye,
life,
love,
Lovers,
mushrooms,
pretty,
psychedelic,
smoking,
Wonderland
Tuesday, 09 August 2011
Mushroom Dreams and Tea Queens!
I had another dream about mushrooms last night...magick mushrooms. For some reason I can only remember the shrooms themselves...I've forgotten the context of the actual dream.
They were in a small packet and I only had two. One mushroom was black, wrinkled and dried, and small. The other mushroom was larger, and big, white and fresh with a ring of bright coloures around the cap. In my dream, I seemed to pay more attention to the white mushroom...
What does this dream mean? I have had so many mushroom dreams lately!
It might pertain to solving my current problem of leaving to work in a place that I love with a sore heart, or staying because of financial security in a place that drains you and bogs you down.
Yet, as with all supernatural advice, it never actually gives you an answer to your problem.
Any way, I made a pot of thoughtful tea, and I think I might share it with you...
Grapefruit and Orange Frecsh Tea
(Fresch is my own spelling for 'Fresh')
Peel and slice a quarter grapefruit. Slice up the spelters so the flesh is open and place about 4 pieces into a teapot. Add a little bit(about 100mls) of 100% orange juice and 1 bag of rooibos tea. Fill the teapot with boiling water and let it stand for +-3 minutes. Sweeten with honey or sugar.
Also, here are some groovy pics...what plant comes in all the coloures of the rainbow?
<3
Monday, 01 August 2011
Grass doesnt grow in the shade...
I have just realised that confrontation is my problem. The minute I feel I am being threatened emotionally by someone who I care about or who cares about me, I shut up like a clam and sit with my mouth popping open and closed like a goldfish, tears or frustration welling up in my eyes while my mind runs circuts around my brain screaming like a steam train.
what do i say? how do i say it? what's the right tone to use? how should i order my words? what if i make it worse? what if im not coming across right? why cant i speak? say it now! SAY IT!!!
....poppopopopop....
Nothing.....
My mind goes again....
Fuck! why cant I speak dammit! why is this happening to me? is it because my mum always used to tell me to shut up whenever i spoke back to her in an argument? is it because it was easier for me to keep quiet and forget? why does it only happen with people i care about?? why? why! Say something....he's sitting there waiting for you to speak...say something! what did he ask though? what is the right answer? i want to make it right. what must i saaaaay!?
It's exhausting and it's a personal problem I have no clue how to fix. Eventually exasperation presides and the tears fall. not because anyone hurt me, but because i couldn't stop myself from hurting him. It's the most despairing feeling to have, to watch yourself hurt the ones you love, when all they want you to do is say something.
How do I stop this? It's no-one's fault but mine. I dont want to blame anyone for it...i just want it to go away because then I can forget it.
I keep trying to make up for my lack of verbosity by trying to get my meaning across with body language and actions...but I seem to fail even in this. I come across as if I dont care, but i do! I just try to be tentative...cautious...i kiss a little to show how much i love alot, i hold your hand to tell you how much you mean the world to me, i slip you a secret smile to let you know im thinking of you. How can i expect you to see thing thats i keep trying to hide? I just hope you'll see my smile, feel the love from my kisses, get warm from the touch of my hand...
But thats not how the world works. I live in my own head of fatasism...where you can feel what I feel right down to my thoughts on the weather. It's unrealistic of me to expect things like that...
This is not an apology. This is not my explanation of whats going on in my head.
It's just me, trying to dust out my own closet so you dont have to deal with my skeletons. Because I dont want you to struggle with that aswell. You do so much already and I know you probably dont see my way of saying how much I appreciate you and everything you do for me. But I do. I do more than anything!
I love you.
what do i say? how do i say it? what's the right tone to use? how should i order my words? what if i make it worse? what if im not coming across right? why cant i speak? say it now! SAY IT!!!
....poppopopopop....
Nothing.....
My mind goes again....
Fuck! why cant I speak dammit! why is this happening to me? is it because my mum always used to tell me to shut up whenever i spoke back to her in an argument? is it because it was easier for me to keep quiet and forget? why does it only happen with people i care about?? why? why! Say something....he's sitting there waiting for you to speak...say something! what did he ask though? what is the right answer? i want to make it right. what must i saaaaay!?
It's exhausting and it's a personal problem I have no clue how to fix. Eventually exasperation presides and the tears fall. not because anyone hurt me, but because i couldn't stop myself from hurting him. It's the most despairing feeling to have, to watch yourself hurt the ones you love, when all they want you to do is say something.
How do I stop this? It's no-one's fault but mine. I dont want to blame anyone for it...i just want it to go away because then I can forget it.
I keep trying to make up for my lack of verbosity by trying to get my meaning across with body language and actions...but I seem to fail even in this. I come across as if I dont care, but i do! I just try to be tentative...cautious...i kiss a little to show how much i love alot, i hold your hand to tell you how much you mean the world to me, i slip you a secret smile to let you know im thinking of you. How can i expect you to see thing thats i keep trying to hide? I just hope you'll see my smile, feel the love from my kisses, get warm from the touch of my hand...
But thats not how the world works. I live in my own head of fatasism...where you can feel what I feel right down to my thoughts on the weather. It's unrealistic of me to expect things like that...
This is not an apology. This is not my explanation of whats going on in my head.
It's just me, trying to dust out my own closet so you dont have to deal with my skeletons. Because I dont want you to struggle with that aswell. You do so much already and I know you probably dont see my way of saying how much I appreciate you and everything you do for me. But I do. I do more than anything!
I love you.
Friday, 29 July 2011
Tuesday, 12 July 2011
Fadings
Fading away into a dark grey day. No sun lighting my way, only atoms splitting in the sky.
She was a pretty thing, with a smile for everyone to share. She laughed like broken glass, sparkling accross a stone floor. She left into the sunset, never to be seen again by our eyes. I tried to follow her, but she left me choking in the darkness of her dust.
Now i burn at her memory, and try to forget the happier times.
She was a pretty thing, with a smile for everyone to share. She laughed like broken glass, sparkling accross a stone floor. She left into the sunset, never to be seen again by our eyes. I tried to follow her, but she left me choking in the darkness of her dust.
Now i burn at her memory, and try to forget the happier times.
Wednesday, 06 July 2011
I wish I wasn't Human.
I wish I was just a conciousness. Floating where ever I will...
Free to roam everywhere. Free to be on any plane of existence, and free to create anything my mind desires. I want to sit on a star and ponder the moon. When I'm infront of a mirror, you wont see my reflection, but if you stand behind me, you will see creation, life, past, present, future, death, existence, beauty,evil, and above all, love. I am all these things. I am beauty, I am trust, I am Love, I am Life, I am Death, I am all you ever want to be purely because I am free!
I wish I was just a conciousness. Floating where ever I will...
Free to roam everywhere. Free to be on any plane of existence, and free to create anything my mind desires. I want to sit on a star and ponder the moon. When I'm infront of a mirror, you wont see my reflection, but if you stand behind me, you will see creation, life, past, present, future, death, existence, beauty,
Sunny Ground Rainy Skies
Between The Lines:
colors,
cow,
eyes,
fish,
girl,
kisses,
new age jesus,
pretty,
psychedelic,
smoking,
Wonderland
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