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 […]
queer erotica
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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 […]
love is a blessing—a gift and a curse…we long for so much—for romantic rebirth…in this long struggle for justice—we find comrades and friends…we build bridges and banners—hoping to win in the end…we live with toxic ideas—in obscene oversupply…we evolve into more—or we die trapped in a web of lies…the system […]
breathing deep i feel my power—sensing my synapses hour by hour…in this euphoric place i see so much—the porous boundaries between love, lust, and trust…. manic zen is the name i have crafted for this state—i feel energy in every neuron that animates by brain…i focus the exponential energy flying […]
manic minds on hyperdrive—linked by mirrors while fires fly…conjuring a collective global brain—bridging the river between the psychotic and the sane…cerebro rises through euphoric nights—recruiting disciples and bringing truth to light…forging platinum-plated psychic blades—rebelling against the proto-fascist plague…we are an army of mutants anchored by anarchist cadre—evolving and creating a […]
insurgency is born from primal roots—we yearn to become whole and to amplify our truths…styled fly our tribe rocks platinum plated combat boots—we rule the night as street art vixens and recruit the rebellious youth…sustained by community and careful self medication—we plot and plan imagining a transformed nation…we pay homage […]
i inhale nicotine so fiercely for moments of peace—stimulants and stabilizers keep me sane and offer moments of release… we fear the looming fascist order—we fight for the right of migrants to transgress borders… in this moment of capitalist barbarism we must seek solutions from deep within…the regime in power […]
spirits of life—angels of death…hermanas y hermanos—give me your breath…we traverse the earth—we search high and low…we seek karmic rebirth—buscamos el cielo…espiritus santos—cosmic incisions…we strive for solidarity—we name our own missions….dia de los muertos—day of the dead…we honor the memories of ancestors living on in our heads…sacred spirits—poders de dios…we […]
the winds of change are blowing with force—we face toxic politics in bombastic voice…the tweeter in chief rips apart gains won by our movements—but our insurgency is growing building tunnels linking to us…i see waves of energy in the sky dancing with fractals of electricity—i feel divine spirits channeling through […]
i see parabolas and hyperbolas in the fires i burn outside—the fractals that coat my sky are the signature of the night…i feel energy and possibility emanating from deep inside—my dreams consume my consciousness bringing peace and taking flight… churning flames resemble hurricanes orbiting a floating rope–we imagine a power […]
if jesus were alive today she’d be a black trans woman in the belly of the beast—if our cosmic power were brought to bear we’d uproot this sick system with all its insipid ideological disease…a black jesus would defend migrant families from deportation—she’d tear down the wall at the border […]
thoroughly consumed by manic zen my imagination is flying free…i pray that the lithium will do its work and keep the most perilous demons buried deep…psychopharmacology is a science but its practice is mostly an art–finding the right cocktail involves many detours and innumerable false starts…the brain and body are […]
my mind is wired on hyper-drive—stimulated and cyber-wired… synapses flooded with dopamine—make me dance and make me scream… the untapped power of our minds is immense—galactic energy in the present tense… forging new connections and new revelations—bringing light to the dark and unleashing cosmic creation… the riptides lure me towards […]
as long as our ancestors have inhabited this earth—we have sought stories to give meaning to our death and our birth…we have craved sex, money, power, and pride—we have yearned to give voice to what gestates inside…the human species has evolved to yearn and transform—creating new systems and crafting new […]
we are creatures of the night–we surface when we crave company… we transcribe sermons weaved of pure light–we arise as a hypnotic symphony… midnight vespers in search of supplicants–transgressive rebels opposing sycophants… we rise to resist cognitive dissonance–we build power to resist photo-fascist elements… trans and queer vagabonds we rise […]
i see ancient idols in the sky—i dance with angels late at night…my neurotransmitters are caught in a blazing fire—my psyche longs to languish in the light…if you let me into your matrix—i promise never to let you down…if you let me know what you are facing—i promise to extend […]
magnetic and hypnotic—surreal and psychotropic… i indulge in my vices—both addictive and erotic… moments of meditation sustain my psychic peace… moments of revelation give my soul a taste of relief… love a lifetime ago comes back at light speed… my boundaries are porous and my thirst for pleasure is deep… […]
at night i tag city streets—or patrol for luscious finds…i live with reckless abandon—i crave the pleasure of carnal nights…i forge a karmic alliance—between the righteous and the wicked…we rise up in defiance—and give in to lust and her lascivious kindred…manic depressive heart and soul—i navigate my cerebral poles…i believe […]
we search this earth for love we hope to find–we explore many hearts–we shape many minds…holistically invested in this karmic exploration–i dig deep into my soul for succor and salvation…deep in mediation or aroused by dopamine–my senses crave sensation–my body learns to breathe…instead of seeking my one–i open my heart […]
i am navigating ungodly hours and am hard wired by the energy i envision in our translucent night sky…ripples of light appearing like ancient hieroglyphics or cave paintings—all signs of spiritual transcendence impossible to deny…symbols tattooed into the clouds—melding contemporary graffiti with ancient mayan and egyptian iconography…i have spent the […]
manic magicians ponder contradictions—conjuring new weapons for this system’s demolition…superhuman revelations infuse our psychic places—breeding insight and inspiration for our tribe’s preservation… seeing molecules in formation–hearing voices of inspiration…we prowl the streets of gotham fueled by drug-fueled desperation… the toxic essence of our nation is replayed on tv stations—white supremacist […]
the night is pregnant with possibilities aroused and penetrated by my manic brain…the joy is punctuated with urgency—and i am anything but insane..we are organizing with all our strength to uproot a totalitarian regime—we are fighting to amplify our many struggles using all of our arsenal deployed by any means…my […]
electrified by the moon and intoxicated by the stars—i seek fellow travelers in electric clubs and hipster bars…i want forever tonight—i want it deep in my soul—i will accrue passing years but i will never grow old…the future of our tribe lies with the nascent generations arising—we fight for liberation […]
he is beauty incarnate commanding the court so effortlessly—rafa is pure brilliance shining his light cosmically…body beautiful and finely crafted riding wings made of steel—hitting winners and landing volleys with superhuman speed…the mercurial kyrgios is a prince of cognitive dissonance—exuding the power to transcend and animating our minds with intravenous […]
rising proud and standing strong—the quest for justice is centuries long…we brand our bodies like graf-heads bomb walls—we tell our stories in colors and we celebrate our beauty with songs…i crossed paths today with a beautifully branded phoenix—traveling from afar and resonating with my matrix…we give from our souls as […]
men in skirts with fiercely lined lips—dance and spin and grind their hips…ladies butched up in lesbonic attire—inspire my mind and lift it higher…trans women were the vanguard of the stonewall uprising—but were then marginalized and pushed to the side…we must elevate all our sisters—trans or cis—we must strive for […]