EMFUCKINGBODIED

I swear I just saw myself for the first time I told myself in the mirror As I cried after connecting so incredibly profoundly with multiple people (And once again meeting another incredible man I can’t have in my life like I would prefer, god damn stupid growth opportunities) “You are.. An amazing woman. And… Continue reading EMFUCKINGBODIED

SEAF 2013

Disclaimer: After a long week on my feet, I am a bit fried mentally, more than a bit exhausted physically, and yet still rather awake and energetic. My creativity is in the shitter, though, so if you’re hoping for poetry unfortunately I doubt you’ll find much this time. You will, however, find a blog entry… Continue reading SEAF 2013

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So I hit the street, and I walk the walk, with big thundering steps. I stand up straight, and I’m breathing deep, like I’m on a mission. I’m heading home, to my sanctuary, where I can unload. Brilliance is coming, I can feel it seething out my pores, vibrating, anticipating its escape. I’m gonna make… Continue reading Untitled

The present past

I’m conflicted about publishing this. It’s long been hidden in the drafts section of neevita, offline since phuqed.org slipped quietly into the night, like most of the stuff I wrote about back then. There are rape triggers and erotic elements. It’s difficult subject matter and I expect that isn’t limited to how I am reacting… Continue reading The present past

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“I have a tendency not only to see the best in everyone, but to assume that everyone is emotionally capable of reaching his highest potential. I have fallen in love more times than I care to count with the highest potential of a man, rather than with the man himself, and I have hung on… Continue reading Untitled

Breaking Bad: R.I.P. XP-30, 2001-2013

Yesterday, while troubleshooting glitching technology, again, rather than practicing music, again, I came to a place of silence. I stopped hitting buttons and searching google, and sat, and thought. I had already emailed the event coordinators for Tomb and the Womb and said that due to technical difficulties I would not be singing “Covering Lisa”… Continue reading Breaking Bad: R.I.P. XP-30, 2001-2013