The Dark Is Out There

I sit minding my own business, working on a sketch. 


{Feeding Buttercup {the emotional support unicorn} an apple so she will hold still, the norm}


I hear what sounds as if it is a bomb going off outside the lobby.                                              

There is a normal sized, not overly large, etc. box truck that has hit the awning. There is a large chunk missing from one corner.                                                                              

I have 2 questions;                                                                                                                                  

1. How fast was dude going?                                                                                                                  

2. Why did it take him like 5 minutes to come in and tell me? 


I do not speak of my everyday life often, but this is just one of those moments that I have to wonder how much shit happens that no one sees as they are asleep?


That leads back to where I started, before the truck of course, {see I always circle back, I may take 7 turns and another half dozen twists, but I get there. At some point, usually.}


***"Don't close your eyes and hope for the best/                                                                                                   

The dark is out there/                                                                                                                                                   

The light is going fast"***


I have sat here and watched them try to take our Power, or very Truth. I am finally so pissed. 


I have never been so very thankful for my Grandfather teaching me how to play the game. Be part of the "Old Boys Club", thought I am most defiantly NOT a boyo. How to hold all the knowledge that I have "found", until the moment I may use it to cause the most damage possible. 

My fear? 

That most of the young, beautiful souls doubt themselves far too much to ever stand up and fight, truly fight, for what they know in their very bones is Just, & Fair.                                                                                                       

That they did not have anyone to show them that they are so much fucking more than how they look, speak, or Hell forbid, that they have given themselves to another. 


*Soapbox Moment {feel free to skip} *                                                                                                                          

Your body is yours; you do not belong to anyone else.                                                                                              

UN-FUCKING-LESS                                                                                                                                                   

You decide that you want to give yourself.                                                                                                                  

This means NO means FUCKING No.                                                                                                              

*Soapbox moment over {for now} *


One day things will be better, I am not sure when that moment will arrive. There are so many things to come that have to happen 1st. 

Most of them?                                                                                                                                                             

Under cover of Nox. {Yeah BTW, she's PISSED}


***"In the midnight hour, they'll slam the door/

Make you forget what you were fighting for"***


***"Lighthouse" by Stevie Nicks***


Comments

Post a Comment

Be Nice, if you cannot, then address the message to my email.
Do. Not. Insult. Anyone. That. Comments.

Popular posts from this blog

Every Fairy Tale Needs a Good Old Fashion Villian

 This night, I sit and think upon what the coming flashpoint is.  Why it has not already been? Come on, we protested less than the things that this imitation government has done to those around us. I think back to the leaders of the past, how in the 60's, there was a fear, but damn it, you went into it, and you pushed past it.  And guess what? The world was better for it.  This is not a call to arms so much as a wakeup call.  For we have been asleep far too long.  We have allowed those that think they are in power to make rules that serve only themselves. The ones that pay the most, that is all they are loyal to.  It makes me sick.  Does anyone else see the masks of those around them falling? I do.  It pisses me off. Not that we were ever really fooled.  You just had a feeling on some level that this was the rot that lay under their pretty lies. Maybe a look you caught, or a word, or fuck just a feeling. There are so many more of us than...
Read more

Snarky Gray English Accented Kitty

 When asked any question, I find I am editing the first 3 to 4 things I want to speak.  There are also times that I have found I am for some reason, in some unknown manner I am what causes others confusion.  At least I am not boring.  Here are some of the answers I have found leaving my lips as of late. {Nope there is no context on these, way more fun that way.} "Why are you here?" ~ Death sent me, left something behind. ~The cat told me you would be here.  ~ I am bored, there's a full moon, & I have had far too many pixie sticks. ~ You went to my funeral; I only wanted you to know what a huge waste of time that was. ~ I have visions, {just accept it, saves time} I either have to save you, or destroy you. Wanna have a caffeinated drink & figure it out? ~ I wanna pet the KITTY!  ~ You owe me a favor. {Why do they always run when I say this?} ~ Took a long drive, ended up here. So, who the fuck are you? ~ I lost my glasses; do you happen to have them?...
Read more

Dark Night Of the Soul

For those that doubt yourself, that need to know that yes you are enough.  You will never be Too Much for those that you are yours.  I wrote this for all of us, for those moments, for the times that we need to KNOW we are Perfect as we are. THE WITCH IN THE DARK Be Ruthless ~ as you must Be Clever ~ no one expects it Be Scared ~ it will teach you courage Be Swift ~ you have much to do Be Fair ~ when no one else is Be Kind ~ because you can Be Devious ~ for it suits you  Be Vengeance ~ given form and flesh Be Truth ~ the one they seek to hide Be Fury ~ for those that cannot, dare not show theirs Be Brave ~ even when your soul shakes Be Broken ~ for jagged edges protect you Be Adventurous ~ you need not fear the unknown BE BAT SHIT CRAZY Be Happy ~ it pisses off those that only feel hate Be Wild ~ there is much in your soul Be Beautiful ~ for you already are, open your eyes and see yourself as I do Be Destruction ~ for you hold the blade Be LOUD ~       ...
Read more