Stand o Child of the Elements with arms raised high to the open skies
Lift your teary face to the heavens and open your eyes, you have to see all of the beauty and wonder that surrounds you
Surely you must feel the air that swirls, flowing freely without fear
This is how you must be, as newly found freedom has found you standing alone in open road
The path ahead is dimly lit, but that is a step up from the darkness that was before
Grab hold of the torch firmly, despite shaking nerves, steel yourself and tread forward…

Well I wasn't expecting to write this entry for another while to come but that's not how the Universe works, is it. Yesterday March 28, 2013, something I've done for almost 16 years came to an end. My job let me go of my employment. In the end it was a quick, painless conversation, not really a conversation. More like an instruction. My boss relieved me of my duties, I told him it's been a pleasure, shook his hand and bounced. I'm free now. It's what i wanted for a while, I just wasn't expecting to have it today. It's…

Greetings my soldiers. Here I am with another socially awkward entry for anyone who drops by to peruse these entries. To date I only know of one. I'm sure a smile just ensued but I digress. Maybe not, as I'm saying it. Once again I'm stoned and trapped inside my head as usual, only I'm starting to feel like I need to alleviate some of the pressure building up in there. I'm kind of tired being in there by myself anyway, and bored, so I choose to spill. Again I will halfheartedly convince myself that no one is going to…

I poked a hole in the fabric. It might have been an accidental thing done in youthful, impatient haste in trying to get it done fast and furiously, and I was unaware I had even done it. Needless to say I carried on unawares of my mistake, ignorant to the knowledge that was slipping like air out of a flattened tire through this tiniest of pricks. For years this continued, and still I had no idea that my being was deflating, until the signs started to become more and more blatant. By now the hole had grown. How had it…

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This entry is for use of carnal knowledge. F.U.C.K. Down and dirty fucking. If you've got a problem with this then I warn you, you should get out now while you're still innocent. After this, if you choose to keep reading, then it's on you.
I had sex today with my Shorty. He was the last dude I had sex with 2 months ago right before the Massive Shift. That would be Brain Shift, as opposed to shaft, which is a totally different thing. We hadn't had sex for a combination of reasons but the main reason I've come to…

This is so weird that I'm doing this. First I didn't really realize you could write journal entries, now I've started I can't seem to stop. This is the prose portion of the 'poetry and prose' theme. Something new, exciting, and scary is happening, has been happening all my life pretty much, and I'm not sure I completely like what's happening now. Worrying as well as the weird part is I may actually be welcoming it to happen. I feel like Jim Carrey in that movie Yes Man. I know that somehow it's all going to be alright in the…

So this is it huh? This is what it feels like when the other shoe has dropped. All the answers come one by one. If it does not reveal Itself today, then there is always tomorrow. Yesterday I found the way out of the room, can you believe that? I barely can, but it's true! As always I knew the way all along.

When I was a Little Girl I was taught about love from Mother and Father
I had the good fortune to have both present and accounted for in formidable years
One younger sister blessed my Mother's womb after me
With only the distant memory of an older brother that should have been but was not allowed
Still, the roles were assigned, continuous designation in this cyclical dance
Father is Protector as Mother is Nurturer and Sister is accomplice to propagating the seed
So raised in observation of the Universe, and encouraged to thrive as human condition dictates
To forget the…

A Gypsy soul still wanders across Time & Space
Searching endlessly for the answers she thought for certain she had in her possession
One day she woke up and found they were not with her
She looked all around her busy surroundings but still could not find the precious things she had lost
Or misplaced
It seemed they had slipped away like thieves in the dark hours of the night, Or was stolen
Where to begin with such an undertaking, she was beside herself with such a conflict within, it suffocated the breath and pores of her
Years spent always…