The full moon has been shining big on the sky all week, infusing me with Lupine radiance. Today, however, the moon was only 80% full. Ironically its shine was the strongest one of all.

That’s a comforting thought, I think

I can’t believe how lucky I am with all of these things I have got going for me, how loved I am and what a meaningful (by my own measure) life I live

And yet at the same time, I’m really struggling

It doesn’t make no sense

To say I’m not clever enough to grasp it all may be true, but I’m not going to use that as an excuse not to try

Sometimes I think it’s cowardice standing in my way of making sense of this life, you know

How uncomfortable it can be to look into the mirror and

And sometimes other people too

Sometimes they aren’t what you think

Sometimes you know this I know this, and at the same time not

But also have some self compassion

Where is my self compassion

Where did I put it

I’m confused now, because I just discovered it and I’m still not sure

How to use it

#poetry

A dead little baby bird is lying trampled on the pavewalk; it didn’t make the flight, it plummeted straight down.

The tiny head severed from its little died up corpse for some reason, lying dead among the broken bottles, the shattered glass shimmering like glitter in the sunlight

And I hear the rustling of leaves and the singing of seagulls, happily feasting on a Danish someone dropped on the road nearby

And in this world, nevertheless, I am happy

#poetry

I have two things on my mind

(This will be my best post yet)

1

I am now after a painfully long time in the microwave transformed into a popcorn.

There’s no way on this earth to unpop a popcorn

This new me isn’t just a hard shell but inside out

Soft

Of course it hurt, but look at me now

I am weightless

This is my final form of course

#poetry

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2

I’m watching Tulsa king. I see with great interest Stallone playing this mafioso guy out of prison, just murdering anyone who he finds disrespectful, just doing things his way, even though he is a prisoner of his own principles, is somewhat satisfying: seeing him solve most of his problems with violence like that.

Yes👍 🤌

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The silver full moon shines even through the clouds; illuminating them on the brownish blue night sky.

!!

And the frozen slush of molten dirty snow is blank and slippery — against the sky, however, it looks like it glimmers with gold.

And in the car it’s warm. And the dogs are warm.

And I have my family with me.

My whole world in this dark warm car.

Isn’t that something?

#poetry

The black dog is resting on my shoulder.

And me with my wonky eye

And my long hair

And the raven sized dog on my shoulder

Burdened by wisdom

Just like Odin

#poetry

Hey did you ever heard of fidget spinners? You know? I got a yellow/black one (not black/yellow), which I do use for fidgeting and spinning and sometimes I even balance it on my nose.

It’s better than nothing.

#poetry