Bruh

 I'm not a woman you can mold or tame

not built for shallow talks, or power games

like the moon i wax and wane

been through it all, the sunshine & the pain

I move with the rhythm, i beat my own drum

I dance and i sing the many tales that we spin

fostering the thought that all is a game, but what’s in the name is the virtue we play. 

When i say no, thats a line you’re nott to cross

I feel it in my bones, they quiver as you mock

The wall is soft and harrd,  why wonder how  you’ll jump over and undder  it’s Not a great way to start ; convincing  me to bend to your plea, sure  i could agree, but truly 

all i want  to sayy is

NO !!! fuck you!!!, thats not how i roll, 

Eatt my dust, have a look at that,

 your choking on the  reapect i just lost for ya. 

Taaste that rift you brought between US

My baare minimum is the equal amount of respect you wouldd show any other human being in the wworld including your MoM Or GrsndMama

So Hello, i see & acknowledge you are a divine being. A dignified person Worthy of love, & respect, 

retribution ,recognition 

and credit for their work,

 Of kindess and bienveillance.

And yea i am absolutely deserving of this bare minimum.

Down break me down down don dow, do dn dw daown don d d ddd.

  

Idkwtfbhig

 

I don’t know what the fuck but here I go. What the Chronicle it has been and continues to be. It’s almost like the date 2020 has become some sort of a collective book marker , in everyone’s lives . like a before andafter effect.  it’s like before bc/ac, nowadays im learning ac/dc currents, anywho. 

So where do my bookmarks lye? 

Born in Santa Cabrini raised between Saint Leonard Montreal North . 

One of my earliest memories would be going to Guatemala to meet my family, and a pig getting murdered being a lot of fireworks and little sparkles. I also remember getting attacked by a monkey. And dancing flamenco on stage since stage of three.

My  family and friends were in Laval& rdp. I want to our Lady of Pompeii from kindergarten to grade 6 and my first communion and church across the street kickboxing at 12yrs old, which is also around the time that my parents start splitting up I remember my father kidnapping me from my mother after I refused to decide which side which parent I loved most.  I started highschool at LBPearson getting my ass whooped by a gang of girls so I finished my second year of high school in John Paul : they were great there , once a gave a guy a bloody nose for touching my ass, tben moved to laurier maacdonald to do my senior high school years & day one at the new skool…..my bully was in my fucking gym class!*#%😳🤯🫠😲🫨

What the actual ☠️💩👻😵😵‍💫

So she gets expelled for pushing a teacher to the ground but then spread the rumour that it’s because of meBecause I just so happen to be sitting with my mom in the office that dayCause all I really wanted was just to have a different schedule from her just like can we not be in the same class please. I would purposefully be late to not find everybody in the locker room so I can go to my locker outside of rush-hour, My mother had to take the hinges off my door because I would push all of my furniture up to it so she wouldn’t be able to open it so I wouldn’t have to go to school, I would use the adult section school door entrance into the building, I avoided using the school’s general entrance. So one dayCouple months after the bully was sent to perspectives she came with her posse from her new school waiting for me to come out of the general exit and fucking cut me off guard you know and we got in a fight at the bus stop because the bus was there and they were impeding me from getting on the bus they were pulling on my backpack pulling on my legs I had like my hand on the handlebar and trying to get on the bus andJust say that the bus driver saved my life and an old lady gave me her seat and a water bottle. this was my third year of high school, When I spent more time in a courtroom than I did a classroom because I had to go to the restraining order from this girl who never showed up to court I just kept getting pushed back until they finally gave me a fucking restraining orderAnd also because my parents were getting divorced and I think they had a total of like I don’t know 350 audiences give or take calculate that in Lawyer salary holy shit

Leap of faith

This world is a place i dont belong, in 

My dreams are where i feel at home, &

What would it take be at peace, cause

I just want to be a better me, thus

These heart strings pulled me, towards the mountain’s range

My mother said , dont go or you’ll get eaten by wild things

My lover wanted me to stay, and warm his bed, 

But the calling to the mountain , was stronger then their fears

I’ve never done this before, traveling on my own

I called a young stranger, to pick me at the airport

We drove for hours, till we set my tent by the fire

as i lay my head to rest for this first night was my only desire. 

i heard the gasps of awe, these new friends were yelling

oh my god the fire! is purple! its the violet flame is blazing!

you've got to be kidding me! but indeed the flame was blazing violet, 

as the wood was in the shape of OHM. this was the mountain's homecoming,

a gift so pure, and too magical to be true, but oh boy oh boy did this mountain have many more surprises in store!

for my splendid 3 weeks turned into 3 months, Alice got lost and found in Neverland. 
down the rabbit i go, and the multi-dimentional journey began, i could never go back. 
it's changed me for good. there were many firsts, and i can already tell you wont believe them to be true. 

"try me" ? you say?  well then good. 

everything changed when i met bobby the leprechaun. no not a short and scrawny little thing. a life sized adult man, that just walked around with the clothes on his back and a  deck of cards in his hands, the acended masters. 

dear future husband

 

Dearest Beloved Husband

Eye am all and none.

A light within the dark.

Eye connect with the presence of the Divine,

housed in the vessel of this human experience.

Eye—God/dess.

Unconditional Love.

Infinite spectrum of Light.

Unwavering Truth.

Virtuous. Graceful.

Noble, novel, and playful.

Poetic, chaotic, absurd.

Beautiful. Pure. Humble.

Also madness, chronic pain, and trauma.

I choose s/he who chooses me.

Not out of need,

not out of chance—

but out of soul recognition.

He makes me feel

seen, loved, valued, and celebrated.

He sees my wilderness and bows to it.

He hears my silence and listens deeper.

He makes my heart sing, and my feet dance,

through the rhythmic cycles of time.

Together we spin like galaxies,

welding lore into its truest form—

breaking old codes.

He is not a man who finds me.

He remembers me.

My soul’s essence lingers

in the presence of the ancient ones.

Like breath remembers lungs,

our hearts remember bursting love.

The Heart builds a spark—

as we breathe in synchronicity,

igniting a flame.

Together we love to play!

He leads me through our cosmic dance.

We play in the kitchen—

soul food for days.

It feels like we’re in a dream…

A living fantasy, until we realize:

Woah. This is reality.

In the dark, in the light,

we love each other

through the lows and the highs.

In every step,

we become the dream we were born to manifest.

With every touch,

we feel the energy surging through our veins.

Our union catalyzes major shifts in society.

The magic we wield is our sword and shield—

protecting the innocent, nurturing the Earth.

You’re the only one to whom I would kneel.

Let us build a nation, my King,

of Earth Guardians and Life Protectors,

to ensure the future of the next seven generations.

May we fall and grow in love, many times more.

A love that ripples through the cosmos,

as you gather the courage

to kneel before me

and claim me as your Queen.

Lost wallet

I’ve lost my wallet

Have you seen it today?

I’ve looked everywhere

It’s been somehow missed placed

I’ve lost my wallet

Oh, where? Oh, where can I be?

I’ve looked in every crack and cranny

It’s got me down on my knees

I’ve lost my wallet

I haven’t seen it in days

I’ve called everyone

They think I’m going insane

I’ve lost my wallet

I cleaned my house top to

I’ve checked all my backpacks

And all my laundry pockets

Lost my wallet, lost my phone

Lost my sense of self control

Nowhere nowhere, nowhere can I go

Last appointments, lots of time

Losing track of all that’s mine

No one no one no one gives a time

Poem from book

The legends of the sea are for you and me, we are stuck together through eternity. The cycles of life, like precipitation, what goes up must come down, what goes in must come out. As long as that water is flowing, flowing into flowering, forming into existence ocean being as I learn how to swim and breathe into my body, floating, feeling my heartbeat in my ears, my fears know that this, too shall pass, and all we Got is right now today if not live now, then when?

Us

I am creator in a human vessel, on earth, experiencing its self through the eyes of the beholder. The true presence of unconditional love becomes the key into the realm of sacrilegious dynasties, honouring thine divine essence in presence. Generating psychic energy, conduction station of free energy.  activation portals through alignment Of my being. Gyroscopic center of my body.