Sometimes i have mornings so beautiful i can't breathe;
nights so terrible i doubt humanity has a sunrise.

Music vibrates me; microwaving a pulse into my soul like shock paddles.
(it's not the voice, the reason behind the voice, or what the voice wears.)
Voices resonate my soul, language beyond definition.

However, the moments that make me feel ALIVE
are endorphin rushes, adrenal beating heart quivering with life & anticipation.

its a rush of blood to the head, a sudden blue-iris pupil dilation, spreading bodily warmth.
like the moment i fell in love with him, forever. indescribably binding & perfect.

logic will break your heart if you define it, life will destroy you if you let it.
i make my own way; destroying, rebuilding, living, loving, dying.

Needing outsiders less and less; retreating to a secret garden of love and joy.
I am and will be destroyed by myself alone.

No one shall take from me myself, for that is all i have.

ACTIVISM

The Change is upon us. We humans are approaching stage critical. Every Earth species faces extinction eventually, our time is now. My nose bleeds from the air; I'm 20 and my body already faces more environmental, psychological and cultural threats than ANY humans and animals before me, but not as much that my peers and younger face in other places Earth-wide.
It is not public option health care we young care about. Every day I feel like I am dying but not because I'm facing bureaucratic health care. The air is changing, we are fading, struggling to exist amongst decay and filth.
We need to stop tapping the veins of our Mother Earth of oil and coal, wood, water and meat. It is obvious we have exceeded Mass Capacity of our home. She is killing us off; first with birds, then with pigs. We already fight amongst ourselves, chopping each others limbs and heads off; blowing each other up and violating sacred human and animal rights.
The things we do to the weaker because we want to be stronger is saddening and sickening, not empowering.
We bicker and bitch, bully and brutalize, but for what cause? Road rage, alcoholic beverages, sex, cocaine-laden paper? Is that more important than clean air, respect, life and happiness?

FIGHT FOR WHAT MATTERS; NOT WHAT MAKES MONEY