Upgrade my independence. Fireworks remind me to celebrate. Time to live my life. Knocking all fears out the park. Got my eye on second base. Then on to the finish line in stiletto boots to win this race.  1st place. Fresh day. Fresh start. Consult my new road map, when in question… My life compass ∞ softly nudging me in the right direction. Words overrated. A verbal sedation. To shaky nerves. Pitcher of kool-aid. Still bitter. Left unstirred. Still waters. Flooded with emotion.. Time to concoct a  secret  family potion to calm  my inner ocean. In prevention of October storms on the run. Internal madness held hostage at – gun – point. Point blank. 6×8 cage no flank steaks. Half baked I got them cakes. yeah, I got them cakes.. For heaven sakes. Can you relate? Do you believe in FATE? Manifestation of your own destiny? Please my loves don’t question me. On.. my inner battles. up & down my mood constantly cackles. Shaken and broken can’t help but hear the rickety rattle. What’s the matter? Nothing.. I say; Nothing at all. Not too many of us walk before we learn to crawl. Anything is possible. That is my personal belief. I hold on too my spell book the same way Mark Zuckerberg has held onto Face book. Hell of a grip. Protecting his network from corrupt greedy crooks. Shelling out 100 million. Just for that warm fuzzy feeling.. That is what life’s all about. You can’t take it with you.. Not rollin Bentley’s  in heaven.. I say we give a shout out to Mark Zuckerberg again. For his selfless investment in the education of Gods children.. I can’t hear you…! We gotta cheer, clap and support this 26-year-old. And hope that others in his position follow suit. Who’s next? No, Oprah did not purchase Australia..  Put down the enquirer and turn off the news. I’d try TMZ they get it all. Rain, sleet or snow. Can’t tell you the last time I peacefully dined at Katsuya..

Looking quite frail. Looks can be deceiving cause even when I’m down.. My interior alerts my exterior — shell. Bulletproof. Strong as hell. Well..!  That is where I have been. In the fire. Raging flames. Ignited my mind. Slipping so fast. Caught it just in time. Is this my final answer? Where’s my lifelines? I just have to close my eyes..* There is the answer. POOF* spell set and before my very eyes.. my answer resides. TRUTH is my final answer.

Hold Card

Now that I have your attention. Where am I taking you?

Life in the fast lane. Oh how fast life has been. So many people. So many feelings. So little time. So much grief, frustration loss of patience. Never truly opened up. Anxiety over tapped telephone lines, constantly gauging danger signs. Unending un-understanding turns to painful cries. A day in my life most will not be able to comprehend the madness that rushes from my heart computing to my brain the numbing pain of understanding the insanity of this life game.  Lets talk, communicate, breathe speaking freely, truthfully and openly about love, (always love) food, life choices, being lost & being found, the rollercoaster ups & downs, sleeplessness, the government, GOD, DNA, hunger, astrology, books, animals, music, art, films, fonts, raves, rants, jeans, cars, the value of a laugh. You get the point. We can talk about what ever you want. You can ask me just about anything.. Really. My life experiences have taken me places you would never believe. That’s why I’m going to give you the pleasure of painting you a portrait with whispers of words and tantalizing tidbits of richly intense never sugar-coated memoirs of how you continue to grow and shine and blossom into a resilient armor that’s always been there i just never slowed down and trusted myself to see what was so vividly shielding me/my life.

Welcome to the art of love. There are rules of engagement that are serious as a human life. Listen. Ask questions. Know your position. Take direction. Stay in your lane. A lost art. With each new chapter you too can master your mind.

Step One: Mind=Kind. Kindness should be second nature. Being kind does not remove your edge. It is your edge. ♦