Suffering is just a sign
Blissful enjoyment is not deserved -
a state out of which everything
flows with ease
So good, this moment
If a fox crosses your path, if a raven crows in the west between noon and 3pm, if you put a pair of red underwear on a chandelier, or eat grapes in it from under the table at midnight, if you work on your nervous system, add weight into the Earth zone of your home, create generosity in your life, meditate, elevate your spending, sniff glue making a vision board or lick markers drawing neurographics, you might not have to work ever again. At least that's the plan.
I'm feeling like an old lady babying my nervous system and at the same time like a kid taking things apart and discovering new worlds. I grew up in relationships that were built like the Babyl Tower - adrenaline equaled excitement. Except for a few calm moments I always chose threat & survival as passion & love. But now. Now I know from the deepest caves of my being that calm can be thrilling. Safety can be erotic. Stability can feel intoxicating. I've found a huge space in me that's all pleasure, and now I'm going to decorate it from my own source of seductive, quiet, exciting creation. Maybe I can even contract and expand in the same moment. Let's see what happens.
That killer is cute
I thought
and shook the walls
with laughter
That's all I've ever known -
adrenaline
Time to flip out
into erotic calm
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