LSD with My Progressed Moon in Pisces
I'm placed in this world in one drop.
I anticipated it, but who knew it would be like that.
My pupils were so large.
Didn't they say not look in the mirror?
I didn't know,
But I stared at my eyes for about 20 minutes.
They were huge and
They made me laugh
So I kept going to the mirror to look at them.
My pupils were so large
that I looked like a fish.
My Moon was progressed into Pisces,
I was a fish
On acid.
Monday, January 20, 2014
Short Stories 2013: Cancer and Capricorn
Cancer and Capricorn
You've called me a total of about 6 times in two weeks. I didn't pick up not once. I've been hoping you cut my phone off so I could end a connection with you. Yes, I ignored you on purpose. I won't deny it. I feel like you hinder my progress. I'm transforming you see, and every time the thought of you holds me back. It's who you are. You make me feel like shit. Not alike, but not different. I'm your individualistic counterpart or maybe who you were becoming. I'm going this way and you can't hold me back anymore.
I want to show you who I am. I want you to know who I am. I'm the other side of you, you see? You know me, so why don't you tell me. It's always awkward around you, why don't you just tell me? Instead I sit here with hologram fear holding back who I'm meant to be. Why can't you see that all along this was me.
Or do you deny it so much that you Neptune it? Why can't you just not give a fuck. Okay?
You've called me a total of about 6 times in two weeks. I didn't pick up not once. I've been hoping you cut my phone off so I could end a connection with you. Yes, I ignored you on purpose. I won't deny it. I feel like you hinder my progress. I'm transforming you see, and every time the thought of you holds me back. It's who you are. You make me feel like shit. Not alike, but not different. I'm your individualistic counterpart or maybe who you were becoming. I'm going this way and you can't hold me back anymore.
I want to show you who I am. I want you to know who I am. I'm the other side of you, you see? You know me, so why don't you tell me. It's always awkward around you, why don't you just tell me? Instead I sit here with hologram fear holding back who I'm meant to be. Why can't you see that all along this was me.
Or do you deny it so much that you Neptune it? Why can't you just not give a fuck. Okay?
Short Stories 2013: Aquarius Home Living
Aquarius Home Living
"Go away, all of you," I think as I wake up. The talking, the noise, I just can't take. You wake me up every morning talking loud. Do you do this on purpose, really? Just because I sleep on the couch. Jesus, give me a fucking break. And you wonder why I get grouchy sometimes. I have no privacy and I can't sleep. What the hell. I don't even want to talk afterwhile. I just want to hole up and die.
Maybe not die, but I certainly want to be anywhere but here. I'm claustrophobic, did you know. Yeah. This house makes me feel trapped on the inside and outside. I must break away or I'll fade away. In my bed, I will sleep my life away. Rip Van Winkle part deux. Instead I'll wake to a world filled with floating cars and robots. I would be picked off the street and placed in jail for looking like a crime to society. A loon. But what they wouldn't know is that I slept for 20 years and no one ever wake me up. No one.
But instead, I'm confined here to the chains of family. I hold all the struggles and responsibility close to heart, but sometimes it's a bit too much. I have Aquarius, but I'm also a Cancer with a Libra Rising. There's a lot of shit I have to balance. I'm a fucking juggler and it is indeed a juggling act. But what can I say? It won't do anything, so I don't say anything really. I mean, what can I say? So I stay quiet, eat, shit, smoke, and go to sleep. It's become a routine. I want good vibes, man, peace. Can we just keep it?
"Go away, all of you," I think as I wake up. The talking, the noise, I just can't take. You wake me up every morning talking loud. Do you do this on purpose, really? Just because I sleep on the couch. Jesus, give me a fucking break. And you wonder why I get grouchy sometimes. I have no privacy and I can't sleep. What the hell. I don't even want to talk afterwhile. I just want to hole up and die.
Maybe not die, but I certainly want to be anywhere but here. I'm claustrophobic, did you know. Yeah. This house makes me feel trapped on the inside and outside. I must break away or I'll fade away. In my bed, I will sleep my life away. Rip Van Winkle part deux. Instead I'll wake to a world filled with floating cars and robots. I would be picked off the street and placed in jail for looking like a crime to society. A loon. But what they wouldn't know is that I slept for 20 years and no one ever wake me up. No one.
But instead, I'm confined here to the chains of family. I hold all the struggles and responsibility close to heart, but sometimes it's a bit too much. I have Aquarius, but I'm also a Cancer with a Libra Rising. There's a lot of shit I have to balance. I'm a fucking juggler and it is indeed a juggling act. But what can I say? It won't do anything, so I don't say anything really. I mean, what can I say? So I stay quiet, eat, shit, smoke, and go to sleep. It's become a routine. I want good vibes, man, peace. Can we just keep it?
Short Story 2013: Living with a Sick Leo
Living with a Sick Leo
It smells putrid in here and I just want to say something, but I don't. I can't let you know that I'm thinking it. You don't want to solve this riddle so I keep my mouth closed. My mood changes as soon as the smell hits my nose. It smells like sickness. It smells like my very sick grandmother before she passed. It smells like dying. And it hurts my soul. I cry for someone I've known my whole life passing. The thought of it sends shivers up my spine. I break down in the chair when you tell me the diagnosis. It's too much to take.
You smell like you're dying and it scares me. What would life be without you? I've never imagined it. I'll keep the fog of Neptune there if that's what it takes. You're looking for herbs and the universe to heal, but will that be enough? Will that be enough to save you? We're having faith in it, but are we really trusting. You can tell by the shiftiness in the air. My mood changes when you walk in the room because of all that energy. It's depressing. It sucks me in when I'm around you. You're losing so much weight. Sooner or later you'll whither away into the wind. Lord help her.
It smells putrid in here and I just want to say something, but I don't. I can't let you know that I'm thinking it. You don't want to solve this riddle so I keep my mouth closed. My mood changes as soon as the smell hits my nose. It smells like sickness. It smells like my very sick grandmother before she passed. It smells like dying. And it hurts my soul. I cry for someone I've known my whole life passing. The thought of it sends shivers up my spine. I break down in the chair when you tell me the diagnosis. It's too much to take.
You smell like you're dying and it scares me. What would life be without you? I've never imagined it. I'll keep the fog of Neptune there if that's what it takes. You're looking for herbs and the universe to heal, but will that be enough? Will that be enough to save you? We're having faith in it, but are we really trusting. You can tell by the shiftiness in the air. My mood changes when you walk in the room because of all that energy. It's depressing. It sucks me in when I'm around you. You're losing so much weight. Sooner or later you'll whither away into the wind. Lord help her.
Short Story 2013
Longing
As I pass through the day, I wonder where you are. I wake up, smoke a blunt, look out the window and think of who you might be. I think and I wish and I hope and I pray that one day you'll pass my way. But will I know it's you? What's the feeling like when lightning hits? I don't know, but I hope that I feel it.
I look for you in the sky when I'm walking. Embodying Jupiter and Venus with a smile on my face hoping that it'll attract you to me. Will I be ready? What should I do? Am I even ready for you? Am I even ready for anything? These thoughts run through my head walking part floating objects. Stop. Red light.
I thought I saw you one day where I shop. You had those glasses on with a beanie-like hat. I've seen you before. You are cute, but those words dare leave my lips. Instead I talk to you in a jumble-like form because I'm nervous. Did you understand me when we were talking? I asked for your number and you reluctantly gave it. And that's when I knew deep in my heart that it wasn't you.
I walked out facing a fear even though you rejected me. I actually wanted to be your friend. Damn! "Oh well" I say as I walked down the sidewalk. You're the one that missed out. Or maybe not. But I think it anyway. I texted you despite the lash of rejection. I did it anyway. Of course, you didn't text back. Of course. My mood changes and now I'm looking out the window again. Back to searching the sky. Great.
As I pass through the day, I wonder where you are. I wake up, smoke a blunt, look out the window and think of who you might be. I think and I wish and I hope and I pray that one day you'll pass my way. But will I know it's you? What's the feeling like when lightning hits? I don't know, but I hope that I feel it.
I look for you in the sky when I'm walking. Embodying Jupiter and Venus with a smile on my face hoping that it'll attract you to me. Will I be ready? What should I do? Am I even ready for you? Am I even ready for anything? These thoughts run through my head walking part floating objects. Stop. Red light.
I thought I saw you one day where I shop. You had those glasses on with a beanie-like hat. I've seen you before. You are cute, but those words dare leave my lips. Instead I talk to you in a jumble-like form because I'm nervous. Did you understand me when we were talking? I asked for your number and you reluctantly gave it. And that's when I knew deep in my heart that it wasn't you.
I walked out facing a fear even though you rejected me. I actually wanted to be your friend. Damn! "Oh well" I say as I walked down the sidewalk. You're the one that missed out. Or maybe not. But I think it anyway. I texted you despite the lash of rejection. I did it anyway. Of course, you didn't text back. Of course. My mood changes and now I'm looking out the window again. Back to searching the sky. Great.
Monday, February 25, 2013
Full Moon in Virgo
The full moon is in Virgo and I'm setting some intentions.
- To stop criticizing myself so harshly.
- To stop criticizing my art so harshly.
- To stop criticizing everything around me.
- To follow my dreams forreal when I move to NYC.
- To still remain humble through everything.
- To find my new home.
- To find confidence in myself.
- To live MY life the way I see fit.
- To have more faith in myself.
- To have more faith in the universe that everything will turn out just fine.
- To have faith in life.
- To truly be myself and no one else.
Friday, February 15, 2013
Pisces Stellium
Ready for the Pisces stellium that's coming up? Are you? Are you? ARE YOU? Wake up! Try to stay grounded. Let Pluto in Capricorn sextiling Saturn in Scorpio be that reality slap you need whenever you feel yourself drift off to imagination land too much. Pisces stellium indicates dreaminess, creativity, forgiveness, love, compassion, but also addiction, wishy washy-ness, and escapism. Do your best to stay grounded funneling your creativity, forgiveness, love, compassion productively. Universal love is high at this time, the vibes are good. Enjoy the waves, but don't get lost in the ocean. Keep swimming, keeping your eyes all around you as it is easy to get washed away at these times. Best of luck!
Here's a song for the Pisces Stellium.
Twin Sister - Lady Daydream
If you forget it all, I will bring it with me.
If you can't find the sea, I will take you there.
If you forget it all, I will bring it with me.
If you can't find the sea, I will take you there.
Green.
Green, you still know me by name.
Even though I'm losing it doesn't make me a loser, yet.
You still know me by name, Green.
I'll still be Lady Daydream.
Green, you still know me by name.
Green, you still know me by name.
She took it all from me now I can't find my place.
Do you remember me?
Do you know my face?
It could all be a dream.
It could all be a dream.
It could all be a dream, Green.
Green, it could all be a dream.
It could all be a dream.
It could all be a dream.
Here's a song for the Pisces Stellium.
Twin Sister - Lady Daydream
If you forget it all, I will bring it with me.
If you can't find the sea, I will take you there.
If you forget it all, I will bring it with me.
If you can't find the sea, I will take you there.
Green.
Green, you still know me by name.
Even though I'm losing it doesn't make me a loser, yet.
You still know me by name, Green.
I'll still be Lady Daydream.
Green, you still know me by name.
Green, you still know me by name.
She took it all from me now I can't find my place.
Do you remember me?
Do you know my face?
It could all be a dream.
It could all be a dream.
It could all be a dream, Green.
Green, it could all be a dream.
It could all be a dream.
It could all be a dream.
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