Writing
I share reflections, short essays and poetic writing on embodiment,
love, power, creativity, and becoming.
it’s not about the spirit highs
macrodosing wisdom
the thing you seek
is not found in external validation
the far above
the reach
it’s in the very places
you wish to visit least.
the shame, the fear
the guilt, the abandonment
It’s at the mud beneath your feet
the wild eyes and broken bits,
the cracks that
let the light pour in
your soul knows
the darkness is heaven sent
your only task
is to listen
— growth
Catch myself in the same old daydream
Serpent jaws opening
Widen my mouth to let life in fully
How to tell the difference
Between heaven and sin
I ache to hold both
In the palm of my hand
Tension and revelry
The sacred and profane
An inner alchemy
My mind and body both contain
some part of me longing
To change my state
I’m here, for now
But already
d i s s o l v i n g
— ouroboros
Not in the mood to be
patronized by memories
So I’ll sit back
and bite the hand that feeds me
Suck out the toxins
cause baby, that’s healing
Shift the narrative
of pleasure and pain
The poison is the nectar,
this is the only way
Cause I’m not just here
for the soft and sweet
Don’t feel satisfied
with candy coating my teeth
watch me basking in the revelry
Licking each of my fingers
i n d i v i d u a l l y
- responsible hedonism