To be wild is not to be crazy like a criminal or psychotic, but “mad as the mist and snow.” The marks of wildness are a love of nature, a delight in silence, a voice free to say spontaneous things, and a vivacious curiosity in the face of the unknown. ~ Robert Bly

I want to know the you from the timelines that were culled; I want to hold your wounded, evil selves. Broken, world-breaking, sleeping in unmadeness, wake them and release them like white doves

Purse 14: the reſidue of

Kafka kink forever.

I laugh until I cry at pharmaceutical advertisements so that I don’t just cry. 😂

Maybe she’s born with it..maybe it’s The Void

Owl Dreams #birdart #art #sciart

I catch a glimpse of how far I have to fall— how vast my hate would swell, if I gave it breath. For the humans. And their world. They don’t make it easy to love them. And I often wonder why I bother... But from a distance, in their wholeness, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵. #Poetry #Poem #BlueskyPoetry

whispers in the wind fallen leaves of dreaming trees sunkissed leap of faith #haiku

Without risk...progress is not possible. It is not. Choose progress.

Goosebumps mode is the best

I’m just saying that I notice the when people are all: “Let’s be kind!!11!!1!” And then come together to be completely shitty about something that would impact them in no way if they would mind their own business and stop with the: “BUT THEY—“ Nah… You don’t get it both ways. #ThoughtJournal

Me on my way to the rapture.

I'm swept up by the wind, through my storm, and I ride it— like a flying machine, like a titan, like I am the storm personified. Call forth the mother to soothe the child. We'll assess the damage once I've finished. #VSSMagic- Swept #Poetry #Poem #BlueskyPoetry #SkyPoet #PoetryCommunity

Coincidence by any other name… I don’t personally care what it’s called. I ask and I receive. That’s good enough for me. ✨

I hear you say all the things you think are the right things to say. And I hear the dark whispers in your reactions, and your opinions about the world. They may not see your war, but I do. And… I don't know how to tell you this… but it's human. It's normal. #Poetry #Poem #BlueskyPoetry

When someone is trying to fill me with fear... When my own mind is trying to protect me from potential hurt or disappointment... When the darkness feels impossibly oppressive, inescapable... "𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭." Because I don't. It is not in my best interest. #ThoughtJournal

equinox— I stand on the fulcrum, feel the sun on my cheek

You can indulge in the imagination of explicit, aggressive revenge. You can feel that thrill, explore it creatively, and channel it in any number of ways—writing, art, or reflection. There’s often no need to act on it in the external world, unless you're trying to play god. #ThoughtJournal

Invisible hands— garrote of expectation— a throat, crushed inward. #HaikuHorrorPrompt - Garrote #Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet #Haiku #Senryu #3Lines #MicroPoem #BlueskyPoetry

“In the midst of all my satisfaction and disappointments, I hope in you. Even when it seems that things are not going my way, I know that they are going your way and that in the end your way is the best way for me.” Book: Turn My Mourning Into Dancing: Finding Hope in Hard Times

I'm a risk-taker, a woman always falling for the chance to fly. #HaikuFeels - Fall #Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #Poem #BlueskyPoetry #SkyPoet

As I call in what I want from the stretches of time and shadow. As I sit still among the disorienting hum of my celestial sisters. I learn how the deep, salty sea uses its warm, winding currents and its god-like arms, to carry long-lost treasure back home to shore. #Poetry #Poem #Manifesting

Honestly, I curate my timeline largely as if it were an ongoing art exhibition, and if I share your work, it’s because it reinforces something I’m trying to get across in the big picture. None of that networking-as-connection bullshit. Miss. Me. With. That. #ThoughtJournal

Neat. ✨

He dragged me deep into the darkness to show me where and how he lived— and I recognize myself in the shape of the fire, and in the shadows of the stalking creatures. In the cravings, against the heat. He doesn't allow me to feel that I'm wrong. #Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet #ShadowWork #BlueskyPoetry

I just had a cute, dumb download/flashback to being like, 13, and alone for a night swim at my grandmother’s and thinking about how *NSYNC really had a whole song about cyber-sex, and that one day in the future I was going to think, “classic 90s.” 😂 That just happened, with the memory. #MusicSky 🧵

When Cher comes on shuffle you bump it up and start performing like it’s yours. I’m just the meat puppet. I do as I’m told. 🤷🏼‍♀️ #MusicSky

breath in the shape of a ghost a mourning walk #dailyhaikuprompt chilly

I love watching people attempt to appeal to my ego, because it isn't that I don't have one… it's just that mine doesn't really fit into what people expect by looking at me. So I get stuck saying, "OHMYGOD I DON'T CARE." a lot. 😅 😆 #ThoughtJournal

It always seems Like a restless dream A silent longing A silent scream But in that quiet moment between heartbeat and breath Our soul still yearns for what is unseen

Dream with me: What if you didn't actually personally care if other people thought you were "good" or "kind?" Would you actually go on a terror? Would you be a horrible person? Or would you just be finding out who you are without the undue influence of others? Please consider. #ThoughtJournal

Just thinking about how I can't even do one of the challenges I enjoyed, because a few months ago, the guy who runs it popped up in my DMs, made a fool of himself, and then blocked me—like a bitch. 😂 I suppose I could do it from my other account to be snarky, but I'm not often revenge-motivated. 🙃

100%. 😂 Sorry I don’t hate myself? Sorry I respect myself for overcoming my challenges? Sorry I want the best for myself, because I behaved within my expectations for personal integrity while I did it? Kinda wish you’d give the same to yourself so we could just be square. I won’t stop you. 😅

If you'd chosen love, the rooms inside you wouldn't echo so harshly. Perhaps laughter would linger like sunlight on stone, instead of shadows clawing at your silence. The years would taste softer and your hands wouldn't tremble with what you destroyed. #vss365 #poetry #perhaps

That “whole new world” moment— when you see the world through someone’s new and fascinating mind. #Poetry #Poem #BlueskyPoetry #SkyPoet #PoetryCommunity

Women— as men forced them. Men— as women broke them. But what if it was always about being able to understand one another, as a species? #Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet #BlueskyPoetry #PoetrySky

Apparition Anemometer Gusts of ghosts visit, Wielding wind to speak and touch. Feel them. Say hello. #VSSMagic - Ghost #Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet #BlueskyPoetry

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What movie do you consider perfect?

We all need magical moments..✨

Give an avoidant man exactly what he asks for— with his actions. His words should mean 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 without them. When he begs for mercy, perhaps he'll be a man worth keeping. If not? 𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘨𝘰. #VSS365 - Perhaps #Poetry #Poem #Relationships #SkyPoet #BlueskyPoetry

I don't want to hear the story you've told a million times over, to make them empathize with your bad behavior. I want to hear the one that makes you feel stronger— the one you're afraid to say, because you know how they'll all look at you. But I won't. I'd have no right. #Poetry #Poem #Skypoet

When you're trying to survive, the mind will happily trade the truth for possibility. It's tactful. #Poem #Poetry #PoetrySky

Omen of change— there's war in the water, and overhead, a transient brilliance. The death of an empire, a fallen ruler, christened a god. Above, below, and all around— It is us, and it is ours. #Whistpr - Comet #Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet #BlueskyPoetry #PoetrySky

Ancient Thread each breath is an old river passing through a thousand mouths even now something of the mammoth moves quietly inside you you exhale and something ancient returns to the world a piece of night from a forest no one remembers finding its way through another body #poetry

It 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴— like the neurosis of everyone you’ve ever met, and constantly worked around. It 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘴— like a calcified corpse of a soul gone dark. A deep-sea anchor to how far you’ve climbed. It 𝘧𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘴— like ancient man pressed to stone— too mortal, yet to reach the stars. #BlueskyRelay #Poetry