joined on 07/13/05
last updated 04/17/08
July 28, 2005
Radiant.
She exudes passion as if it were her life's blood -
and it may well be.
Silly boys and grrrls flit around her fire
craving to fuck her
heal her
bask in her.
They'd all be hers if she knew her power.
Luckily for all of us
Love insistently tugs at her will
distracting her nefarious intentions.
Her fiery exuberence
beckons all of us to shine.
Even a jaded dirty old
antisocial butterfly or two.
! Oaksterdam,
bay area labyrinths,
Bay Area Polyamory,
Bay Area Wicca,
Bio-regional Animism,
Brighid, Our Lady of Fire,
Celtic Pagans,
Cerridwen's Cauldron,
Compassionate Community Network,
CUUPS,
DIY Health and Natural Medicine,
Dreamspace,
dumpster diving,
EarthFirst!,
East Bay Peeps Events,
FireDrums,
food not bombs,
Grew Up Unitarian Universalists,
Herbal Medicine,
Hitch-Hikers,
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about me
I am a student of life's poetry
Building community is just as important and valid as being on the front lines battling cops...and honestly i think building community does more good than getting beat by some guy who is making hella $ doing it and then you can get arrested and show off your punk rock points to all your friends.Getting arrested isn't going to stop ICE detention camps. Marching in the street probably isn't going to stop them ether. and yes maybe doing something so you don't feel as powerless as you are has meri...
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Sat, May 3, 2008 - 11:31 PM
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I feel like a warrior in my black sports bra.
Breast strapped down tight, bound, held...
my voice sure and strong
I walk with my shoulders back
head up
large strides
I battle illusions
the illusion that the physical is all there is
the illusion that the spiritual is all there is
as above
so below
tools are unnecessary
that is what you have a body for
this life and the challenges that come with it are your mystical journey.
you came here for a reason
so be present and show up
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Thu, April 17, 2008 - 6:26 PM
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self portrait
"All alone is all we are" -nirvana
And she stays up late with all the house lights turned up bright
eating quesadillas and mint tea
just like she's done since she was a little girl.
Avoiding her bedroom
all cold, quiet and neon
the light is awful
walls covered in art, notes,
bits of paper with the better scraps or mediocre poems
and phone #s of people she won't call.
Dirty alter a mess of intentions and history
everything scattered and manic looking
she struggle...
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Sun, April 13, 2008 - 5:26 AM
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Julie and I are heading up to the north west next weekend. Anybody going that way from the bay let me know.
much love
Sat, April 12, 2008 - 9:57 PM
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the brakes hiss as they air up. The dragon creeks and thunder rolls down the line as she jolts into movement.
the ka-clunk ka-clunk of heavy steel wheals on ties. The dragons heart racing, rolling towards sunset.
two pixies are hitching a ride on her back in a rusty 48
faces and hands covered in diesel grease
eyes sparkling
wings ablaze
Sun, March 30, 2008 - 4:48 PM
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seeking residence with witches in the east bay CA
( housing » housing wanted ) I am looking for a home in the east bay, somewhere to live for multiple ...
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seeking residence with witches in the east bay
( housing » housing wanted ) I am looking for a home in the east bay, somewhere to live for multiple ...
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Green witch seeks home
( housing » housing wanted ) I am an aspiring herbalist, a witch, a poet, and a radical.
I am seekin...
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ideas on action
(blog entry)
Building community is just as important and valid as being on the front lines battling cops...and honestly i think building community does more good than getting beat by some guy who is making hella $ doing it and then you can get arrested and sho...
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dreams and a black sports bra
(blog entry)
I feel like a warrior in my black sports bra.
Breast strapped down tight, bound, held...
my voice sure and strong
I walk with my shoulders back
head up
large strides
I battle illusions
the illusion that the physical is all there is
the ill...
read more
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