Itscarus

you exist to someone you didn't even notice. someone you've never met remembers you. a stranger thinks about you. they pray they'll see you again. they want another chance to say something. you matter more than you can even imagine.

a body is a way of knowing. to know another body is to know another’s knowing.

the predictable cadence of spoken word poetry

& if a certain distance can break what you built together maybe you were never really close to begin with.

Those who don’t know the full story always want to be the ones who tell it

Each of our minds is a limited medium

Stop expecting exceptions from others that you won’t make for them in return

forever in my cryptic era.

If you can lose support by standing up for what is right that is not support you need If you can lose support by standing up for what is right that is not support you need If you can lose support by standing up for what is right that is not support you need

Who’s there for the real thing can’t be lost so easily

So I say my prayers. Hope whatever angels govern this month let November be one of radiance. In the sunset, golden hour of this year may we find alignment in this light. May our values guide us & our actions support them. May we live in service to liberation & do what is right.

You can’t claim “it’s all connected” and not value frameworks of liberation. You can’t claim “we’re all connected” and ignore the struggles of those who are oppressed.

We may be divine beings having a human experience but that doesn’t make these earthly matters beneath us. We may be more in spirit and essence than these earthly matters but we are certainly not above caring, understanding, and empathy. Anything short of this is spiritual bypass.

Lots of self proclaimed empaths out here being mighty apathetic in these times

take it from me, angel—we’ve got nothing to lose on this earth. because nothing really belongs to us. all we’ve got is love & what could be more promiscuous?

When autocorrect wants to fuck you it will fuck you.

to kiss this long bodied silence between us all the way across the void

the truth either separate or bring you closer

They love your fire just not enough to get burned

few things sting quite like betraying your own intuition. in the end, it’s not what you don’t know about yourself that gets you, it’s what you do know, but choose to ignore.

I’m not the first to pray for more time. I just want a life that feels mine. for this life to feel mine. to feel mine. to feel.