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Time to Rage
Doing the right thing or at least shaming myself for doing the wrong thing. That was the role taken and necessarily so to try to upkeep the structure of what I needed to be in order to validate my life here as a human.
I have tried. I have really tried. But I cannot keep down the voice that has never let me be perfect, the annoying inconvenience that burst and flames at spotanous times and it says the same thing
I DID NOT GO THROUGH THOUSANDS OF YEARS OF EVOLUTION TO BE LIKED
I DID NOT COME HERE TO BE A SEDATED VERSION OF MY SPIRIT
Now I am in chaos. Nothing means much. It is outrage to know to realize…..that everything that is happening does not need to be the case. The outrage to know that the suffering in this world is a result of unspoken truths and unmet pain within each and every person.
The outrage that I have come to understand information but cannot transfer it onto people, into people
I have overidden the program. It is now system error and I can rage. I can rage for myself and for every sexualised part of my body that was not any man’s to possess in image in mind or in body
I rage for the ancestors of female repression and for the witches in my lineage who have been tames and shackled by threat of mortality
Over and over again
Until they became limp and in hatred of their own power
Me
I am their daughter
And I am allowed to rage
And I am allowed to wild
And I am allowed to strip
Me
I am their daughter
And I am free
And I am free
And I am free
The ultimate avoidance is mass and chronic and deeply engrained in the abyss of the psyche
Avoidance of our mortality
Delusion of death
We cannot die
But you must kill the identity who is separate and striving
To know you cannot die
You can only be immortal
If you are the soul incarnate
Full expressive
And to be the soul is the largest inconvenience this human has ever met
And the only channel to freedom
It is time to colour the world in rage
Beautiful gorgeous connected rage
Rage for injustice
Rage for lies
Rage for suppression
Rage for abandonment of ourselves and each other
This has been a traumatic birth.
This human specimen has been a traumatic birth
And the trauma is the only way to call in love
It is the gap of love
It is a hole in the middle of our earth body
And the whole must empty out
In order for water to flow into it and allow life to grow
But that liminal period before water and after the purge
It has no mercy
It is absolute death
And only in accepting that and still surviving
We can finally realise that death
Is absolutely necessary
And absolutely freeing
Such a special dress designed by AR. Made possible by @kidsmade_ Made with so much love. She drew our little family. 👨👩👧 Every time when she draws our little family she always makes sure she draws rainbows as well.. 🥲 May you never forget how special you are to us my little rainbow. May you never forget you have angels watching over you. Always. #avarosetl #lilladyboss #陈玫瑰 #rainbowchild https://www.instagram.com/p/CQ0OfEapAuS/?utm_medium=tumblr
Ah the joy of life shinning through... #rainbow #rainbows #rainbowchild #rainbowbridge #nowlove #joy (at Ferntree Gully, Victoria) https://www.instagram.com/p/CIfllHfnNZA/?igshid=vwmtqhwi3ge7
Rainbow Child🌈✌🏻♥️🌼🐞🍓
To be a mother...
To be a mother is to love fully
Love yourself fully
So that you can pour from a full cup
To the tiny little cup of your child.
To be a mother is to be so happy
That your child feels the vibe
and follows your footsteps
To laugh and giggle out loud.
To be a mother is to shine so bright
Shine enough to show your child
Confidence, faith and morals
Not by words
But by your deeds.
To be a mother is
Not a Responsibility
It's a joy of being responsible
For a little angel
Who chose You to come
to this life.
To be a mother is not to create
a replica image of you;
It is to encourage the original person
hidden inside your little child
To come out and play!
To be a mother is a great honor,
If you only continue to feel that way
Throughout your parenting journey.
Parenting is not a favor on a child
It's a feeling that fills two souls with love
Joy, care, and all of the emotions
That you only allow yourself to feel
Once you are a mother...
Be a kind parent and treat your child right.
Dedicated to all the rainbow children
Rainbow Child
My “Flower Child” Lifestyle
(M. Mróz Photography)
With Love Sam
Summer Child