I am you, and you are me. Let us be.

Team Humanity FTW. =^.^= **All work on here comes from my own finger tips (unless otherwise noted).** <3

[theorganicself]

Dropped.

Our lives are an illusion. Our illusion is our lives. Break it. Shatter it. We are products of a cosmic trip–dropped into the open-mouthed galaxy we reside in.

-B.B.

[theorganicself]

Unanswered.

We are all cosmic run off. We are all an absorption of particles, drawn by a magnetic collective of dust and cradled by an iridescent care-taker. To whom, we were presented for hasty consumption. We were swallowed and spat out into this very turn of this very galaxy at this very unremarkable point in an infinite universe by a Stellar Council. Perhaps we were behaving ungratefully, perhaps we had forgotten, or perhaps we were deemed worthy.

-B.B.

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[theorganicself]

More than one bad thing

I have had more than one bad thing happen to me in my life, and I want to know why I can’t talk about more than one thing without sounding totally unhinged. This is life. People experience too much of it. People experience their version of it. People experience...period. I feel contained.

[theorganicself]

When you see your clearcut purpose in that singular moment is to hold space & love beyond measure = infinite bliss...✨🌞🌲💕💫🌈🌛✨ - BB

[theorganicself]

Recently, I have come across reminders and scripture. Recently, I realized I had forgotten that people still play on laptops; that compassion is the hinge and love is our portal; that movie theaters are costly; that so long as it's good, it's good to be a hedonist; and that it's happening.

~The beginner's mind is the stream we must issue our task-oriented selves from.~

In the same bout, I was illuminated. It was shown to me that I truly do despise wearing shoes--no matter what I do to quiet my insatiable desire to feel the earth beneath my feet and between my toes. I was taught that beauty comes to us as mirage of assignment when--while seeing our singular alignment--she is honestly intrinsically in the make up of each life force. It is a force that refuses to stop with breath but is celebrated in this manifestation by the inhalation of itself.

Man, it feels good to be back. - BB

[theorganicself]

I woke up to your future.

...Erased...

[theorganicself]

Red Flags

You, yes, you. You with the looks & the car & the things. You with the influence & the one-sided mantras & prayer beads. You with your horrific absence of self-awareness & care. You with the constant stream of messages that remain unopened & unanswered.

You with the way you show up outside of her house, park, & leave her shaking in her boots.

You with the way you tried to keep her possessions & tempt her with gifts just to find a way to seek out that in-person connection. ...So you could pick her up & twirl her around & take what you wanted... ...Even though she’s telling you no & it takes screams to make you stop & take stock of what’s taken place before you ignore reality & thrust yourself towards her again...even though she’s trying to push you off & rezip her jeans.

You who never checked in to make sure it was okay before you took your version of reality from zero to sixty.

Yes, I have something for you that the adults in your childhood should have done a better job imparting upon you:

You cannot hope to own a human being simply because you're enamored with the way they move through existence.

You cannot ask for all of their time & expect them to be whole after you're done with them. You cannot expect there to be an unlimited fountain of beauty if you continue to take advantage of all of their good parts, suck their individualism dry, & leach the life right out of their progress. You cannot take until the well of their generosity is so dry that there is nothing left to hold them up any longer.

You cannot because they will cease to be the human you obsessively chased, hunted, stalked, captured, tormented, & slew.

You cannot because it is also that human's right to stop. You cannot because you're going to teach your friends & family that behaving that way crushes people's souls & crushing people's souls is just something we do not abide. You cannot because you want to support, encourage, & nurture rather than suffocate. You cannot because the object of your affection is stronger than your dim-witted desire to mount them on your wall and because they are not an object; they are them & they don’t want you. You cannot because I said no & because fuck off means fuck off & everyone should always listen when someone tells them no. ...bb

[theorganicself]

self destructive

You figured out how to undo me.

You found your way into the back shelf of my life, reached past the cobwebs,  into the far corners of my shady mind. There, in between the aisles of catalogued slights and unopened birthday cards, you found a leak. You found a home for your seeds to grow – receive light, air, water, companionship.

It was as if you took one look at me and said, “Yes, her. I will ruin her,” and then, through no fault of your own, you led me to believe I was safe enough. Safe enough to finally crumble and let this be my exit. I took one look at the scars on the tops of your hands, the weight of your large fingers, the rate of pressure you would apply to rapidly crush my skull and I thought, “Finally, someone is here to end it all. Finally.” And, I took one big, long sigh  to let out all of the air I’d been holding in – stale, confused, and tainted with essences from nights long ago and rooms far away – and I felt death come. And, I welcomed it.

[theorganicself]

platitudes

Do you think that, one day, you’ll ride off into the sunset – a moody, golden pink glow dousing your skin – & the rest of your time on earth will just be awash in face-splitting smiles & American dream platitudes? Do you think you’ll make your millions and just cease to exist?

Do you think your millions are worth more than you are?

[theorganicself]

Lollipops

Do you ever sometimes wonder why we choose to make, market, & sell lollipops instead of focusing our efforts on spreading scientifically proven cures for cancer? Do you ever sometimes wonder why we accept, "Because capitalism," as a justifiable response?

[theorganicself]

Sun Rays

    As we slowly evacuate all organic forms of being and steer away from peacefully inhabiting our psyche, we lose touch with what it means to be children. I must urge us to not forget that we are all of the same matter, of the same mother, and of the same universe. And, how vibrant she is as she envelopes us in one penetrating and transcending concept: Love.     It is the feeling you get when rays of sun seep through the cracks in your curtains and gently tug your eyelids upwards into a new day. It is that feeling when you are surrounded by the people you love most. It is that deciding moment when you realize you would give anything for them just to be happy, even if it meant your body deteriorated and your brain halted. Because even if I die, you will still be here.     Through you, I am here. My energy flows through the tree tops and deep within your bones. It is forever ebbing and flowing through our consciousness. Love is my life. So long as we continue to love, we will always have life–no matter what manifestation our energy wishes to embody. And, in this manifestation of life, I am human. I am here to embody love in the ways that my biological make up allows. I am here to keep practicing, learning, and growing.     The higher state of consciousness employs us to reawaken to humanity. We may all be lost souls in sea of confusion at one point or another. But, we are never far from port. Humanity is always there for us, and love is what carries us through the choppy waters. We practice humanity to feel love.     There is compassion that stems from the breath of each living organism that ever was and is. If we tap into this undying school of thought and attainable way of living then we will find peace–harmony. I love you. I promise, I do.

-BB

[theorganicself]

I belong to the Cosmos

I belong to the universe and to a higher state of consciousness. I belong to mother earth and father cosmos. It is because of this that I can never belong to you or anyone else. I invite you to enjoy me and love with me. Just remember, you will never tie me down, even if I am seemingly stationary. I can never be in step with you until you release yourself from the confines of your body and of society. And, if you do, remember that you are my dance partner and not my choreographer.

-B.B.

[theorganicself]

Come Away

There are shadows that only come out to play under the full cover of the night when you have finally found your way towards sleep. They haunt you and tear your mind into pieces of mush. These shadows, well, they are quite debilitating. I’ve never seen more ferocious warriors vie for our heart.

There are finger prints smeared across your conscious and wine bottles strewn across your floor. we are asking you to pull yourself through and see the daylight once more. I am coming to you as the world comes to the sun. we are all brothers and sisters we are all one. With the light of day in your mind’s eye you will never find those shadows way up high. When I leave you here, in the heat of night I need you to vibe in passion I need you to fight. For there are monsters lurking in your pillow cases they are asking for things they are creating races. They whisper to you in ferocious tones and ask you to leave love for materials that will deteriorate your bones.

You are the universe. You are more than a confine. You are more than a body. You can preach her verse. She is awaiting your rebirth into the kingdom of light we are all one and under love we unite. Peace, Love, Unity, and Respect. -BB

[theorganicself]

The Affair

Mother, dear, you are–without a doubt–the manifestation of my adulterous passion for the physical through my infatuation of all things organically yours. Your soil is my fertile stomping grounds, where I harvest the vibrations shaking throughout your core and mine. I groove with your booming, thunderous laugh and make love to the air that feeds my temple. Your water penetrates my pores and seeps into my mind’s eye to flush out all impurities. When the tide comes, I am but a vessel awash at sea–waiting to practice love. However, I must tell you this; although you are all I see, you are not all I know. And, I know one day I will stray once more to the cosmos. But, I will never forget that it was you who showed me humanity so I could graduate to love.

-B.B.

[theorganicself]

We Peak With the Sun

There’s something about you that I can smell from miles away. It’s that musk of sun rays and old promises. Your giggle erupts into the seeds that rest and blossom on my temples—Alleviating all stress. Monday came and went with the rabbit who left the message: We depart with dawn; once the sun has peaked, we shall too.

-BB