Random kindness

Time can be
As much
A friend
As critic.

Don't regret mistakes own them.
Don't believe the lies you tell yourself.
Don't fear endings for they are in-fact beginnings in disguise.
Don't hold on to memories for too long for they can end your living.
Don't ever miss a good sunset or sunrise for they the tracks of the tears of creation
Remember who you are and give yourself a hug.
peace

In responce to Rape

How did it come to this?
We loved so true dear,
but with every passing day,
week, month, and year
a little peice a you disappeared from my heart.
Or did my heart grow smaller in some way?
I hurt you to hurt me to hurt you to hurt me,
and this isnt how it was supposed to be,
I have gone too far to find redemtion,
and couldnt take it anyway,
I hurt you to hurt me to hurt you to hurt me

I wrote this in responce to a friends story of rape.
The lines I hurt you to hurt me just keep coming back to me.
What is it that makes us break beautiful things?
It hurts me to think of taking like this, doesnt it hurt you?
Are the biologists correct that altuism and conscience are self-eleminating?
God damn us each and every one if this is true!

On Goodbyes

Seeing the end of the relationship from a distance of months or years and then having it upon you like a ton of anguish, relief, and doubt, ruthlesslly crushing the last vestiges of shared dream/vision from both of your hearts and then just saying your goodbyes, turning away to that quiet abyss of icy solitude.
Goodbyes like this are the most weathering of all, the souls sediments stirred to such a frothy mix that navigation is all guess work for while.

When we realize how alone we are as individuals we remember how important those we love really are.

More bouncing off Trans

"Put my hands where you wanted my memory to be,"

Holding to our beating hearts, embracing
gentle touching hands,
understanding our paths parting
may be lost in the worlds
moving and shifting sands.

I watch you sleep contently
in my now safe keeping
while tommorow speaks of time away
for breakfast I'll make you an omelet
with buttered toast and tears
the last glass of orange juice
with vodka I'll drink today


God Trans keep Musing