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The Right to Live and Die by my Mistakes and Choices.

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Its International Women’s Day today, lets talk and touch base... There is something to be said when one decides to move away from all social order norms and find their own path in life. Somehow, even within ‘progressive’ social spaces we tend to want a certain kind of uniformity and oneness… Often we impose a varied spectrum of rewards or sanctions to compel each other to conform to what is deemed ‘acceptable’ or ‘appropriate’…I have to say I have a deep respect for those who not only do not conform, but who also live by the same principles of not imposing their choices overbearingly on others – its effing hard to do this but nothing can be more sexier…living by the same standards to expect from others can transform this world - its pretty revolutionary... Think about it!   I want to be the one on this International Women’s Day to say that women need the space, room and opportunities to find deep inner understanding and self discovery. I say this explicitly because w...

THINGS, (Just) THINGS....

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things are THINGS and I like things I cannot tell a lie but I don't LOVE things. THINGS are things which keep me warm and dry but I don't stay up THINKING of things. THINGS are things c o l o u r f u l  bright and elicit smiles that lift my lips but don’t TOUCH my soul. THINGS are things that house me and my things for perceived safety but don’t CONFRONT my fears. THINGS are things that bridge the gaps of life and lifelessness but do not breathe PASSION into me. These THINGS are things, just things aiding my existence but do not STIR my essence. They are just THINGS.... things I need but do not DESIRE. They are THINGS... things I crave for but they not SUSTAIN me. They are THINGS... things I aspire for but draw me little PLEASURE   They are just THINGS... things I have but do not keep me up DREAMING , WANTING , CREATING , WISHING , ACHING , LONGING , LOVING ... LOVE . THINGS, just THINGS these are...

Resist Oppression and Oppressing, or Die Trying.

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self portrait - some Sunday, 2017 I just realised today how immeasurable time is. There is simply never enough time it seems to exhaustively say or do something anything right these days really.... I feel like life has whizzed past and there have been many vivid moments I recall, but on the whole it is hard to imagine my life at the face of four decades ... where did time go? It went like a flash.... As I stop and take a moment to appreciate life; I feel my bare heels sink and dig into the ground a little more firmly now. I am more protective and deeply appreciative of everything around me; the colors, the textures, the moments, the feelings. I say to myself, wow awesome, I wish I could stop and pay more attention to this now that I see how valuable and beautiful life's experience can be. Most times though, there are so many competing pressures nudging or pulling me aside that I quickly snap out of the musing. Some of you may know that I psyche up for night school ...