Category: mental health

EROTIC ARCHANGELS: a prayer for our army of trans and queer disciples

EROTIC ARCHANGELS: a prayer for our army of trans and queer disciples

lithe and supple and fueled by beautifully electric sparks–your bodies are enraptured by neo-mayan art…i crave the joy of intoxicating company–i crave your nascent genius whenever we part…my attraction evolves like a symphony–in which every crafted instrument plays its harmonic part…we are comrades in a sacred struggle–comrades proudly branded with black and red stars…we take …

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OF NINJAS AND JIU JITSU

OF NINJAS AND JIU JITSU

ancient skills and modern minds—rise and thrive and intertwine…serpents power our army’s rise—ruling the day: reclaiming the night…throwing stars induce searing pain—scaling walls and branding names…building power and queering fame—unleashing exponential power in our brains…ninjas rise in red black and green—striving to set our people free…spinning and writhing cheek to cheek—jiu jitsu jedis hone their …

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ANATOMY OF A FIRE

ANATOMY OF A FIRE

carnal heat and tindered flame fill the air and call my name…agents of karma take the stage–anarchists evolving prefigurative ways…love and rage fuse in a digital array–a double helix carrying our mutant dna…crafting a path towards this system’s doomsday–finding a path out of this sociopathic ideological maze…recruiting fresh lovers week by week–rejecting bourgeois order and …

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JAGGED EDGE

JAGGED EDGE

beautiful and rock solid of heart body and soul—your presence so magnetic making my manic brain feel more whole…your jagged edge is a metaphysical fractal inspiring me to live and to dream–a jagged edge to guide our evolving self-medication–a jagged edge looming over the depths of the deep blue sea…you live to test your limits …

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ELUSIVE ANGELS

ELUSIVE ANGELS

they walk among us disrobed and disguised—i seek fulfillment and connection when i stare into their eyes…seductive but liminal—both here and away…we fuck through the night and we do lines to welcome the day…i pray for my angels—i pray for my mind…our lust is a cradle in which our souls are intertwined…cupid comes calling—propelling arrows …

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CIRCLES OF FIRE: anarchist faith

CIRCLES OF FIRE: anarchist faith

wax melds with gasoline—my powers grow as i clear out the mental debris… wicks made from lint and steel threads—channel electricity and awaken the dead…fire can heal but it can also destroy—we craft our life cult with love and with joy…in the flames i see such potent visions—fractal fantasies and cosmic missions…we share this practice …

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EXISTENTIAL EPIPHANY: a new karmic great awakening

EXISTENTIAL EPIPHANY: a new karmic great awakening

in the beginning all that we are now was ONE… an infinite dot–condensed possibility awaiting an EXPLOSION… like the stonewall inn in 1969 on the brink of a TRANS RIOT   fast forward on hyperdrive to this perilous present moment the human and animal kingdoms on an ice-covered precipice… on the brink of the fruition …

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ANARCHIST REVELATION: the evolution of psychospiritual praxis

ANARCHIST REVELATION: the evolution of psychospiritual praxis

for millennia our species has lived on this earth—always molded by the conditions into which we were birthed…we have lived as hunter-gatherers, as serfs, and as slaves—we have paid homage to haughty kings burried in titanic holy graves…our system has been ripe for transformation for more than a century—but it has barreled along bringing calamitous …

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HEXAGONS OF BABYLON

HEXAGONS OF BABYLON

hexagons and lexicons—digging deep and dropping bombs…striving for freedom singing songs—crafting a future that is just beyond…orchestrate and stimulate—never try to prevaricate…build a bridge from satan’s gate—copulate and demonstrate…species rise and evolve or die—empires fall when slaves arise…corporate power quakes inside—when we build power and organize…branded backs and sculpted arms–signifiers of a creative dawn…decagons and …

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BRANDED BODIES

BRANDED BODIES

stories inscribed on pecs and thighs—images branded in heart and mind…evoking hidden demons conspiring deep inside—bringing native-born prophesy to meet my eyes…a red and black star paired with an analogous sun—seducing my eyes and turning me on…my body is a virgin in this alone—can’t wait to bring your branded body into my room…a blue rose …

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GHOSTS: a riff on the emotional subterranean

GHOSTS: a riff on the emotional subterranean

echoes of emotion transgress my heart and mind—i feel currents of suppressed attraction in confluence deep inside….the erratic logic of passion convolutes and overflows—i struggle with conflicting desires contorting my soul…like a ghost your words still haunt me—conjuring aspirations long buried deep…visions of angels consume my whole body—hoping my confusion is something only i can …

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EVOLVING DIAGNOSIS CYLON-STYLE

EVOLVING DIAGNOSIS CYLON-STYLE

our minds teem with divine and sentient seeds—roving connecting bringing consciousness into being…psychiatry forces neurodiversity into boxes–consumed with pathologization and discredited logic—discreet diagnoses overlap and interbreed creating a world full of NEOs–we resist neoliberal hegemony and imagine new ways of sensing cosmic signals…psychosocial distress is a symptom of our system’s decay—as we resist our brains …

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CATHARSIS

CATHARSIS

enraptured by this moment i see energy everywhere–hieroglyphics coat the sidewalk and magical pixies dance with your hair…emotional release and mutual aid are our most potent medications–we need to heal our hearts and feed our souls reinventing this toxic nation…legions of sisters are coming forward exposing the human toll of patriarchy–we must uproot all of …

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BYPO EVOLVING

BYPO EVOLVING

lights flash extending potent and penetrating rays—i contemplate the cosmos absorbed in its seductive gaze…with every passing instant i grow into this strength—i fathom the galaxy’s width, its depth, and its length…our backyard was pregnant with potent energy—temples inscribed in the earth open for only my eyes to see…soldiers marching onward inspired by noble truth–clad …

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IN THE FLOOD

IN THE FLOOD

caught in the seductive snare of synaptic riptides—i reimagine the impossible and practice pyrotechnic rites….faster than a ray of light inspiration takes hold—conjuring leaps of consciousness as my manic mind grows bold…i am swimming in the flood of the collective unconscious—i empower my inner god and worship my inner goddess…i am queering the fractals inscribed …

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