Human Life, human Existence
Do understand that I have lived life as a chronic
people pleaser. I had no idea that people we’re innately good, I had no idea
peace was reachable. I had no idea time healed all and every wound. I have
lived, I am about 22 years of age. I have entered the first part of my
adulthood, and it is labeled “early”, and the first. Sit back, America, or
better yet, stand up, the generation of revelry will create a real revolution,
and it will rock the world you knew. It already has begun. I am a thin,
snow-white skinned, blonde, and brown eyed I have an artist’ hands. I am very tall, curvy and have a grand long
Roman nose. My love and soulmate is an inch shorter and rather thick in body.
He’s physically strong, and spent his high school, years throwing a flag up in
the air. His skin is a gorgeous caramel and his eyes a vibrant and sea-green.
His hair is a dark brown. Our only –physical similarity is our bee-sting lips.
I have devoted my life to him, and the creation of a world where love will
exist for my children, our children. Oh, and his hands…a magic strong fingered
hand which has a mighty and graceful look about it. We are both creative
writers, and love fantasy. Our dream jobs are those that involve teaching and protecting
the weak. I can’t wait to live in a world with a desk that has our piles of
manuscripts upon it and little feet the color of deer pounding upon the
hardwood and their angelic trills of bid-like laughter ringing on the walls,
the color of the ocean. I live to empower, and to educate and grow further. I
have never written a book that I got published. Here it is. And I truly
actually am myself, after years of pain and arduous aggression, now I feel like
a rough rock polished into a shining quartz. You are safe now, hold my love in
your hands, in your mind, and in your heart. I intend to be a Johnny Cash, Joan
Baez, and Gore Vidal -esque person, and paint the walls of the fearful, and
fill the hearts of the broken with song. I am a great tree. Heal yourself under
my wind-caught branches, under sun and under moon, under starlight.
Don’t empty, empower
Don’t instruct, Educate
Don’t fear the queer
Don’t underestimate the gentle
Don’t hurt, cradle
The needs of human beings are easily given by the generous
enough to see they are enormously related to others.
In order to connect we must be vulnerable. We must
show our vulnerabilities. We must be children and raise children vulnerably,
but also with a sense of human duty.
If we give others a chance to be vulnerable, laces to
be vulnerable, our needs will be met.
Food & Drink
Compassion
Play
Sex (physical vulnerability and embrace)
Art
Music
Friendship
Home
Belonging to the Earth, Existing for each other
We are under a false pretense that we must drop, that
power belongs to those that dominate, threaten, outsmart, outwit, and hurt.
But it is truly a reality that is created by humans
existing to love, and be loved that are simple, mysterious, and empowered. That
is the true nature of people: to be naked, and expressive, and free, not
egotistical and destructive.
Today, I felt the trust of a child, the freedom and
the love and excitement of a child.
They are the distilled human soul.
True magic of existence lies in every human, and we
are comforted by the encouragement of this excitement to be alive of the child,
and must forgive when children are present.
Children are our medicine and our hearts can survive
this world, a world in which we are told is owned by human hands, by trusting
the true love of children, of humanity, that will be the cure for this sickness
and is already treating it.
Repeat:
I am a teacher
I am a human
I am a child
I am a lover
I am an animal
I am a creator of love, of safety, of home, of
freedom
I am peace
