Part I: Arousal From Words

There is no grand Area 51 secret the majority of Freud’s postulated juxtaposition steeped in tender and bodily contact dependent upon severity Sophie, adopted at the very tender age of three days old abandoned at the local grocery store concealed in a fruit basket Sophie was left after closing asleep in the produce section abandonedContinue reading “Part I: Arousal From Words”

“(you know I’ll let you do whatever you like)”

Ego: “Listen, we have to work togetherin concert if, you want us to survive.” Id: “Don’t be a moron! You should just grantme permission to take over. Would you not wantto live out every single desire falling at your feet? Superego: “Ego, you need to seriously shutthe **** up! Do you know whatthat would doContinue reading ““(you know I’ll let you do whatever you like)””

insert and turn ¾ of the way counter-clockwise

When humans use the phrase “unlock your mind” a reference is being made to an experience with the aid of a synthetic or organic psychedelic or just illumination there is no capacity too impacted even the deepest crevice will level up to enter the light regardless of pitch riddled venues — an equal amount ofContinue reading “insert and turn ¾ of the way counter-clockwise”

Intellectual Submission!

a significant dreamy qualityto life survives if optics are furnishedwith intellectual enchantment bones hold the secret to destinyplasma is the liquid sanguine is there a distinct possibilitythat amour genuinelyis the force that propels our earthsynchronicity exists which genuinely holds not only onebut a myriad of skeleton keyswilful ignorance postulateswithin itself the ideologythat a blind eyeContinue reading “Intellectual Submission!”

isn’t that sacrilegious?

father ramsperger:         “body of christ.”   marguerite:         “amen.” hmm, there’s something a little off about this host should probably ask my teacher… marguerite:         “excuse me miss kyer        these do not taste like        hosts — normally do?”  Continue reading “isn’t that sacrilegious?”

Second hand pipe smoke & other things; stopped with the next generation…

I don’t care how horrible your life is right now? Liquorice Pipes Photo credit, Oldest Sweet Shop The operative words from   the sentence above are “right now.” Mental confines have not only weighed   down your physical entity but, also your inner most sacred sanctum.   Guilt is quite the devious emotion, especially sinceContinue reading “Second hand pipe smoke & other things; stopped with the next generation…”

“…They slumber open-eyed and bright Dolly keeps a secret Safer than a friend Dolly’s silent sympathy Lasts without end No rush of action This is our doom To live a long life out In a dark room…”

when privacy is not afforded one goes to extremes to guard the cipher of a convoluted cryptex which must never escape the pandora’s box carried in one’s cavity as observers inanimate objects distinguish a stoic secret unable to speak or even utilize non verbal skills to communicate simply sit as the stream of sunlight comes throughContinue reading ““…They slumber open-eyed and bright Dolly keeps a secret Safer than a friend Dolly’s silent sympathy Lasts without end No rush of action This is our doom To live a long life out In a dark room…””

weather labyrinth & kindness

summer inside of winterwinter twists into fallspring lapses into summerforever blanketed by all heat brings forth a desirefor something with a littlebit of christmas joyin the month of july it\’s not only the weatherbut if holiday jubilationand compassion towardsour fellow man insteadof despicable idiosyncraticcharacteristics couldsurface — that wouldbe more delightfulthan my peppermintbark bar becauseat thatContinue reading “weather labyrinth & kindness”

um, what’s this?

even as an adult my toes still curl at the thought of insects i don’t discriminate either — creepy crawlies are indeedquite beautiful nevertheless still slightly horrific i’d watched a television show in the early 90’s where a student gave their famished principal candy coated insects i thought it was a joke — i meanContinue reading “um, what’s this?”

embroidery floss or giant gumballs?

obviouslyat one junctureor another in the fieldof retail — inventorywill play the most ridiculousgame of peek-a-booyou’ve everattempted my first jobat cullen country barnsincluded tedious itemizationwhere fingers were certainlynot enough to countthe hooks of embroideryfloss — which linedthe wallsin thousands at one pointthat display lookedlike a flattenedsnuffleupaguswith rainbowdyed fur — beforeall hues wereaccountedfor now, comparethat with aContinue reading “embroidery floss or giant gumballs?”

candied grapefruit peel

my teita* was a very broken and hard aged palestinian woman i don’t hold it against her Candied Grapefruit Peel Photo credit: A Happy Food  Dance   war & death could lead the least brittle mind to snap but — feel she could have done a few things differently   nevertheless at this juncture thatContinue reading “candied grapefruit peel”

telex sent… recipe no longer available overseas…

breaking news the world was incensed last year when cadbury changed the fondant recipe for their creme eggs cadbury cream egg  i know seems like such a first world problem — nevertheless some treated it as though world war III had erupted globally i\’m partial to adversity as it fundamentally allows us to genuinely growContinue reading “telex sent… recipe no longer available overseas…”


not nearly half intelligent as one would contemplate broken brainstems exasperate situations with no business of cultivated fruition images speak in volumes as well as phrases awkward emotions glare at the prospect of humility hypocritical piety reigns errors one should perceive in lieu of ignorance perhaps another chalice of falsified soda might make one feel better?  

caramel filled or bitter?

  what are you doing? a comparison between apples & oranges then for whimsy a handful of figs tossed into the mix — seriously? palettes, at times i’m certain radiate delight as to what delectable is selected — as their next treat: sweet, bitter or otherwise. one year for christmas Photograph Credit, Purdy\’s, Himalayan PinkContinue reading “caramel filled or bitter?”

psychotic insanity that goes with it…

i genuinely appreciated swiss delights in the country of their origin — my mother used to always say  “des goûts et des couleurs, on ne dispute pas” which translates to tastes and colours we do not dispute nevertheless this one time i found myself opening my mouth in utter disgust someone had the nerve —Continue reading “psychotic insanity that goes with it…”

jovial frustration

no one ever enjoys celebrations fruitella steeped in darkness i suppose that isn’t the way to resign oneself nevertheless without pitch crevices we’d not have the knowledge of what a pure inner light can radiate when properly exposed if one could relate depression to sweets i would say fruitella not only induces mania but alsoContinue reading “jovial frustration”

gobstopper, suture or knuckle sandwich?

i can’t be silenced & always feel the desire to endlessly mega bruiser, sweet factory engage   constantly — throughout dialogues it’s imperative the last word uttered be issued by me   however when my lips are to remain adorned with zig zag stitched arrows   emotions not only marinate in the presence of silenceContinue reading “gobstopper, suture or knuckle sandwich?”


bubble brains airheads photo credit, candy warehouse nimble minds desperate hearts shattered spirit gain control not only over action but thought too where do you fit in? do you follow  at the drop of the snake  that just devoured the elephant? or dare to toss your personal chapeau — riddled with embellishments and slight nuancesContinue reading “airheads”

I wonder what it feels like to disintegrate and metamorphosis with a feather-coloured cape…

Isolde: If I just simultaneously combust and disappear from existence will anyone notice? Aislinn:  Of course, people would notice Isolde: I don’t think so. I think people would say that they would notice, are completely obtuse to my absence. Especially if radio silence is exhibited first Aislinn: Okay! Isolde: I mean think about it forContinue reading “I wonder what it feels like to disintegrate and metamorphosis with a feather-coloured cape…”