Incapacitated

How long?How long must I wait.How long must I wait for these last traces of you to fizzle away?From out of nowhere, memories crammed away in an old and dustyshoebox fight their way free --invading my heart with a quick thrust -- jolting my inner being. I don't want this.I don't want this to end.I… Continue reading Incapacitated

My Shape

Thicc.PHAT.Curvy.Big. Beautiful. Woman...and sometimes just straight up F-A-T.Should it matter?Nope.Because that's not My True Shape .My true shape is highly sensitive.Beware.It will take you on....Take on your pain,your cheer,your laughter,your fear.This shape of mine will maul them over,sift through them with a fine-tooth comb --making it all more palatable to present to you upon a… Continue reading My Shape

I Do

Getting married, I am not.Yet.I'm saying I Do to all those things I've wanted, but didn't have the guts to reach out and grab for myself.Who's gonna do it for me?No one.Which is why....Do you want to take control of your life's reigns?I do.Do you want to takes pictures you are only inspired to take?I… Continue reading I Do

Give Me Some Skin

High 5! Greetings, Mon. Since my eldest son has been back home from Hawaii, I've become more aware of the different ways people greet each other. No matter how you wiggle your fingers, fold your hands and bump your bodies, it all sums up to a "Hello.  Good to see ya!" How you are received… Continue reading Give Me Some Skin

Heated

Fire. My favorite element. I'm a Geek and if there is a Spellcaster in the game I'm playing, I will choose Fire as my element time and time again. It's powerful -- leaving only traces of it's target. It's final. Permanent. There is no going back. An article written by the Smithsonian last year states… Continue reading Heated

Taste Like Chicken

Every time I hear anything about something tasting like chicken, my mind immediately goes back to Mike Tyson and the meme created after he bit Evander Holyfield's ear back in 2012. Memories. They involve more than just the recollection of the mind. You can smell Memories. Hear them. See them. Feel them and yes even… Continue reading Taste Like Chicken

Personal

Joe Fox (Tom Hanks): It wasn't...personal. Kathleen Kelly(Meg Ryan): What is that supposed to mean? I am so sick of that. All that means is that it wasn't personal to *you*. But, it was personal to me. It's *personal* to a lot of people. And what's so wrong with being personal, anyway? Joe: Uh, nothing.… Continue reading Personal

Slurp

Mmmmm. Having a cup of my favorite warm liquid on a cold day? Warms my cockles, ya'll! When the wind and the rain gets ta' going, my kettle my tea-stained mug and my blue thermal blanket picked and clawed by my Chocolate Snowshoe cat become my best friends. Add a plate of sweets and a… Continue reading Slurp

Mourn

It's fascinating. At least for me. The "it" being how occasionally the images I create reflect my state of being unintentionally. It started several years back when I dreamt I was being coddled by thorny vines. The dream was so strong that I tried to recreate it in a Second Life image. I did well.… Continue reading Mourn

Stampede

Trampled to death. Sometimes, that is the best way to describe how I feel. And this is one of those times. I'm on an emotional roller coaster, Ya'll. Up, down, left, right and under the damn-ass dirt. Gawd, don't let the tears start because when they do, it's a total stampede.... In this state, I… Continue reading Stampede