The Beginning of my book

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