tryna b real posi lately
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i realize
in response to them wanting to hurt me
i feel all my energy goes to immediately wanting to hurt them back.
it doesnt even feel i hate that they want to hurt me,,
its an automatic response of "they shud hurt. "
and thats why it feels only right to let it go.
i want to love ash and focus on doing that,, because they realy dont have nything to do with our love. and them trying to be relavent to our love just feels contrived and a bit violent.
my hips and thighs are my driving force towards healing. the tightness and rigidity will fall this year.
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mb u need a little intuition and insanity to leave an 8yr relationsip
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ive stumbled upon a sacred being
a crow who has left his body behind
im off to go ask to take his remains
ive brought
water
a very old watch band with a crow pendant
whiskey
papas tobacco
a potato
and this prayer
ive seriously never experienced such an encounter with smo i have admired for so long.
if i am invited to take their body
i feel i will treat it as lucky
because thats what it feels like
i called the only person to call when endeavering on such a thing
:)
i am lucky because they gave me sound advise,
and finished the call with
id like to see you again
every thing in one piece
full moon
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welp, its hard not to feel entirely sober in this moment. at least i had to wear ash's shirt and the photos turned out great. this is my offering to my future self. i trust yoi
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the great hunger
was
a great silence
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resistance to the old program
i now know this is what is happening to me,, why im so angry and vengeful and rathful. good to know yay
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Ian Langohr's mask/puppet head of the st henri malting silos
Hi-Fructose Magazine | A very personal building head from Ian Langohr @hand.sewn.heads “I made this mascot head of the abandoned Canada Malting plant back in… | Instagram
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today a man with shoulder length locks
wore purple towel
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i feel so blesaed when i remember and see that im guided by the moon 🌙 ❤️
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im trying to become less interested in who they are,
and more interested in what they do. it keeps me here and active/ready, rather than up there and frustrated, and very resentful (cause i blame them).
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im not gonna try to change people who i dont share love with
especially people who i dont have to be around.
fuck this
this is thoughts coming from thoughts about boundaries with ppl like jaye ,, i often begin doubting myself because of the ways people have told me to stand up for myself.
i definitely can be unassertive, but i see some discernment emerging in my experience
a regular part of my experience is being very invisible/unheard, and its not something i can control or fix. it might even mean that i might not have a ton of friends my whole life,, not because i find them easy to drop, but because i dont like a lot of people in their fundemental ways. thats that on that
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where in the succession of dispossession
did my family lie?
i know they were farmers
and that is a simple display of manifesting the "betterment" of canada, from the previous interconnected complexity of tending the land that indigenous folks performed
but i want to know more about the story, starting with what was happening as they left and as they landed.
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holy shit~ our police force, the RCMP, was created in the image of what the British created to control the wild irish ... to control the wild indigenous ppl here...
also, as i was falling asleep i came to see what i had been doing, as what it was. it had been hard for me, has always been so, to feel regret about steeling. i used to all the time growing up, and have gone through phases with it here and there in my adulthood~ mainly with roommates. it is mostly a compulsion, meaning i can get addicted to it, and i get all tangled in my amorality. lately its been a lot, to the point of really feeling like asking myself why... it can be confusing, because the narrative in my head is that if i dont get caught, i dont see why it is bad... the other day i recognized a hypothesis of the purpose , what my kids are trying to do (and did, all through their childhood): i think it really has something to do with internalized unassertiveness, and attempting to *get* what i want (to feel good/feel ok) in sneaky ways because i was punished for asserting my needs as a kid. i have been so resentful of jaye lately, and what made me realize it is that i have been mostly taking from them! i didnt know that my resentment took that shape, but it makes total sense. that being said, i still couldn't find a convincing reason to stop... i didnt feel hurt, and i didnt care about their suffering (:/)
and thats when it hit me
i think it hurts me in the exact way I'm trying to change and grow. i have wanted to be out in the public eye, thought about that so much last month,
and yet
i completely manifested the opposite~ my self had to be hidden in order for me to be happy/feel safe. that must be one of my biggest wounds
must be why i dated almost 100% unassertive people, people who made ME look assertive in the comparison.
damn, you know... im gonna put some shit back tonight. damn damn damn.
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it feels nice
and possible to feel in my body
beyond just feeling the sensations that exist and persist ...
it feels like this connection with the body ive melted into
is way more generative and shapeshifting than just
feeling the feelings...
its a new feeling
to feel possible
and to feel like i can shift easily
with what i dont know
being a sexual being is so much more than it has been , sitting tightly, unmovingly for so long in my head for so long
these kisses ash and i shared were nothing like i knew
our love really has got me baby-fever-ing
but its not about having a child with her
its that this desire awoke
and im eddying for Creation
ash makes me eddy
and i always wanted to be water
i didnt know that i was
i have been readied
gestation has broken
doors open
come load my arms im ready for our children
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