Thursday, March 20, 2014

79/365 : I TRIED TO WRITE A PROFESSIONAL BIO AND ALL I COULD COME UP WITH IS THIS


spiritual
mystical
magical
embodied
sexy
sexual
unafraid of the edges
earth-worshiper
owl-like intuition
on long hiatus from internet-based employment
now works at a bakery
and nanny's kids
exceptionally over-qualified for her "work"
doesn't care
no one's over-qualified at being human
learning so much about creativity and freedom and quiet and solitude in all the space of doing less
gestating with top secret life vision
patient
believes in sisterhood
revolutionary
anti-capitalist
pro-cooperation
back to the earther forreal forreal
stilt walker
reads adbusters
dreams of smashing laptop
doesn't know what to do about the fact that she's typing that on her laptop
likes picking flowers
knows that she's wise for chillin' and not actually lost even though she
riots every other month over the state of her ego and bank account
then remembers it's REALLY OKAY cause we're all gonna die
and not harming the planet or herself or spending tons of money out of fear is better than
whipping shit up or spiraling with announcements just to feel important
had $.19 in her bank account for a full two weeks until yesterday
didn't actually feel poor (except for that one day when all the bills were due and she had to call verizon and her mom kind of shamed her for having no money)
has tribe so deep it's incredible
still feels achingnly isolated at least 3 times a week
uses animal medicine cards as a daily life-line
actually acts according to them
has magical relationship with black cats all over america
and 5 year olds world wide
writes poems on scrolls that reach 10 feet in length and take hours to make
gives them away to strangers at open mics
and lovers who throw them in fires
born-again virgin--IT'S BEEN TOO LONG
STD free
lookin' for love
wherever she can find it
finding it everywhere
especially while dancing
loses it ALL THE TIME
in the cracks of insecure self-internet-stalking
and water bottles left in the car for far too many days
keeps it real as farts whenever possible--yeah yeah they smell but they're FUNNY and they FEEL GOOD TO GET OUT
spends 80% of non-working time alone: reclusive extrovert
dancer since '90 (3 yrs old)
singer since '92 (5 yrs old)
poet since '95 (3rd grade)
witch since '97 (5th grade)
couples therapist since '98 (6th grade)
channel since infinity WHAT
comic very recent
bridging the gap between self-knowing and self-loving one radical expression at a time
expert at over-exposing herself
hating the feeling of even imagining not being recognized and praised in her fullest expression
wishing that words could go onto the internet and then onto your screen and then disappear after you've taken them in, like in real life
because all of this time to see herself over and over again
makes the bridge to loving herself feel forever long
remembering to breathe
remembering to sit up straight
remembering to push the air out
watch something new come in
without her even trying
magic is the effortless inhale after the honest clearing out
it can happen now
for all us living things

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