AND BREATH
I'm back in the comfort of my studio, it's such a welcoming place to be.
This exploring my mind seems easier, now that I am back in my studio, the one I love the most. The studio full of memories, times of laughter and fun. Times of sorrow and woe.
I know this journey is going to be hard. I am also publishing a book at the same time as healing and bubbling trauma to the surface of my mind. I feel like my head could cave in sometimes. Sure, others have felt like this too, it is just... this is my head I feel different to you WE ARE NOT THE SAME - don't get me wrong I love difference...
LETS CELERBRATE OYUR DIFFERENCE and remember, if we fight, we are distracted from the greed of the elite.
I want to heal from all the traumas and others shameful acts that I chose (at the time) to carry. Let me be clear, it’s not my shit! I take it off and leave it over there. I can heal if I carry less Gubbins and pollutants.
Quote by Randy Pausch: "Put on your own oxygen mask before assisting others”
I have started to work with a Dymo (handheld embossing machine)
loving the way it makes me work. I only have space for 3meter x 1cm of tape for each poem ...
Long Rambling Sentences - stamped.
The letters are Higher case, capitals seem to shout, don’t they, awesome.
Often my message being put forward in a concreate poets shouty voice, it needs to be heard loud and clear!
Can I heal from twisting the wheel, is it the wheel of doom or a place for me to undo wrongs the jumbled spaghetti of remembrance?
Each memory to be unfurled, like the butterfly's tongue, probing into my historical traumas.
THIS IS WHERE FOR EVERY TWO WRONGS … I CAN CREATE A RIGHT
A WAY FORWARD, IN A 'PURGE + PURGE = HEAL' KIND OF WAY.
I am telling my placebo mind, that it is forwards I go.
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