The real cold war is about the abandonment and neglect of the life giving force of feminine energy. This truely eternal flame goes on smolding inside all of us. Patiently awaiting the breathe of life to come rushing over its coals.

be my gypsy, be my queen. motorcycle madonna set me free

when heaven meets the universe only god will know how to deicipher moments like these
living in moments not monologues.
i can see you sweat i can feel you cyring through your gut. we were brought here to free you from slavery.
to all that you know, be here to show, all that you know.

she told stories of the places she would go. we left notes at ever restroom stall, together we were the sunrise and sunset, we breathed into eachother like the morning dew.

i cant get into any bars because im under age. none of my friends would take me anyways because i like to disco rave. people say i am sleezy and kind of weird, but they dont know the difference between here and there.

may love permeate your body and align its facets to reflect the unwavering wisdom and beauty of the all mighty and powerful eternal sun

dip your hands into the wax of a thousand melted hearts