Piggie in a Blanket

The skin from it's back lay dripping with the stench of rotting carcase. The glory of moments past drip with each hemoglobin drop, but somehow the heavy heart still beats strong to her drum.

Every false move the pig makes to try and escape the stall - the imprisonment of a pigs freedom and opportunity has result in game over. Surely beyond the stall lay green grass and a place to rest a head and feel at home. What a grotesque creature the pig is. Now laying sulking all the greed and miss opportunities to be a better pig. To show pigs are not just a muddy hog full of rotten thoughts of shit and self. That much like tenderloin, the pig required steady massages to maintain her pace. All the years of running away from her abusing farmers had caught up to the pig and not a movement was left where she didn't complain and shoot her mouth at the beautiful lama in the pen beside her. A white pearl with a pink glow, the lama appears, enticing the pig to want more and more of the lama's company. The lama full of wisdom about what grasses to eat and what movements would help to keep the pig's movements better with age. However quickly the pig losses sight of the lama's beauty and just proceed to complain about all the wrongs that happened to her each day, that didn't make a right. The pig is an idiot.

Each day the pig wants to love the lama more. There as no denying the lama is beautiful inside and out. Why would such a young and supple lama want to spend time with a pig beyond her glory days? With little gas in the tank to even tie a pig tail into a neat knot. The pig never deserves the ear of the lama, but somehow they became the best of kin. Soul friends, companions, some of the birds swore even the brightest of lovers.

As the blood outlines the moment to reveal a horrendous scene, it really is not sure if it is a murder or a self-hanging.

Perseverance of Flow

Melodic moments. Memory burns misery. Over and over. Changes unchanged. Looming. Repetition of mistakes. Malleable. Dull of any common sense. Marked incomplete. Unable. Open wings clipped. Blue bird. Beauty's muse. Soaring low. Fearing high. Surpassed. Not knowing what is needed. What is wanted. Separation anxiety. Ugly anger. Snake. Greed. Seen differently within. No longer the savior is love. Isis. Pigeon flying in the wrong direction. Received. Fingers inside a familiar. Her innocence, Womb of gentle release. Lips swallowed whole. Full of breathless. By flesh meets flesh. Burn. Water moves still. Paradise. Illusion. Laughter. Frida. Awoken inside for a momentary endless ride. Praying. Without faith. Saved. Inspiration. Neglect. Haggard soul. Strong hands of compassion. Advice given. Never give up. Remember. Forgotten history. Licking away sin. Undeniable truth.

Confession Booth

I confess...

Sometimes I am a brat. Sometimes I am mean. In those moments of temporary evil, you challenge me through your worthy confrontation to take a look in the mirror and see if I like what I see. I have never had someone take on me like you – and though it may be hard for me to see the parts of me I am not proud of, I am glad that you have gained the confidence to shatter them from me and force me to acknowledge my imperfections.

I am aware of your keen patience and that you stay will me through my ugly moments. I can’t explain it, I don’t want to excuse it, but sometime all my pent up frustrations, disappointments and exhaustion boils over – and it seems that I place it on you because you are the closest to me. I know it is not fair, I know it is not right. So with humility I ask for you to forgive me when I turn this way – and I promise that I will make a dedicated effort to better myself because you mean the world to me, and I want to be good to you always. You deserve everything and I want to grow away from my bad habits. I want to show you that I, like you, can rise to be better.

Immortal Death

Fear can be one of the realest experiences. Surprising by its very nature, the lack of anticipation allows fear to strike with tremendous haste, never being welcome. Fear causes inability to maintain a healthy day-to-day attitude and aptitude. It paralyzes our ability to perform our best and compromises our faith that everything that is meant to be will be.

Surely all will perish from view in fair time. The hope remains that life exists beyond death. Letting all that has happened in history stay breathing in truthful stillness forever more.

Nothing loved will be forgotten by the state of existence. Even if not seen the whisper will make the hairs stand on the back of chickens necks. The only thing worth the pain is loss. The loss of something worth love.

Family Ties

Family ties. Whether they drive you nuts, lecture you, pressure you or love you unconditionally - we are all born into this hereditary unit. Whether we are Christian or not, there is no denying that Jesus gets most people around the world quite a few days off per calender year (thank you JC!). These few days for me are spent with my family. Sure I have to consume lots of wine to make myself a little more merry, but at the end of the day I know that my family is united and together we stand strong and proud. Perhaps dysfunctional-graceful in some way.

Nobody comes from a perfect family, and growing will always lead to intense discussion, criticism and observations by your family. However of one thing I am sure, my family has always allowed for me to be a strong, proud and artistic woman. My Mother has always taught me to work hard and be free to be me, and my Father to "get the job done right, cancel out the bullshit and never undermine my worth." I think those are the strongest messages Ma and Pa could send me that allow me to be a confident, young professional.

Thanks fam. Though this Easter I was with my partner's family, I carry you with my wherever I go.

New Jack Playback: Janet Jackson "That's the Way Love Goes"

This song is so sexy. This was when JJ was at the top of her game, prior to the popping tit incident that seemed to have shocked the world. She really needs to keep making music with Terry Lewis & Jimmy Jam! That is the magic combo.

ABANDONED CATS NEED A HOME URGENTLY OR EUTHANIZED ON MARCH 30th

Dear friends,

I NEED YOUR HELP TO FIND SOME CATS A HOME!!!!

My girlfriend and I have been trying endlessly since finding out about this situation, to find these furry babies a home. A friend of a friend found them abandoned in a parking lot in crates after work. She saw a man pull in who was drunk, open his van and dump them. She took them home and cleaned them up I hear, and they are currently and Toronto Animal Services at The Ex.

They have been vaccinated, all 9 of them, and I have been told that they are kind and scared. All I know is that 3 have been accepted into an adoption program because they have been deemed "adoptable," and 6 are still looking for homes. If they don't get homes by the 30th, they will be put down.

I am frustrated as I am trying to get more info, but having a hard time getting a hold of the girl that found them through my friend.

Are you looking to perhaps give a cat or two a home? I know they are longhair, about 1 year old I have been told. I don't know genders.

I look forward to hearing back from you and I will give you more info as I get it. Please contact me at thunderpussgeisha@gmail.com immediately.

I have contacted Toronto Cat Rescue and many others....no one is helping.

Respect.

KONY 2012 - Humanity Binds Together

I urge you to watch this video, I beg you to care. Please spread the word and take action to stop this man from enslaving our children. The world's future.