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you want to make me laugh?

then tell me to avoid creating

get real, grow up, blend in, forget

this trouble-instigating

well, boo-hoo, it’s too bad for you

that now my blatant oddity

has transformed into great delight

a wonderful commodity

not due to a wish to feel inflated

(them below and me above)

but because what i always hated

has finally turned to love

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Girl and Bird

i’m a status quo disturber

not part of some clique

proud to be a loner

tell me to shut up

i will scream louder

when pressured

i resist

might as well

let me have my will

do not insist

no one will ever

prove me wrong

unless i choose

to let my spirit

(not my ego) lose

you see? this is

what all the wise men knew

throughout all history

that one fact that solves

every paradox and mystery

that everything that

my reality was, is, and will

or will not be

really always arose, arises

and will or will not arise from me

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Cristina Otero2

the time has come to speak of demons

i get shivers just thinking of the topic

and not for fear, but from excitement

the strange alluring power of the dark

so esoteric, claws you in, that is its job

to say they’re not attractive is to let them rule you

so, one night i decided to face them

come forth, i stated as intention

and drank ayahuasca

the shaman thought that i was crazy

i thought that he was just a pussy

waited by the fire

suddenly everyone was looking, pointing, laughing

eyes bulging out at me, the skinny flat girl

my back bends into hunchback and i stutter

out comes my russian accent, paranoia seeping in

just like in high school when you

smoked too much weed and got the greenies

“i’m going to lie down,” i say

knowing what they’re thinking

look at this loner, outsider

she does…

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reclusive ragamuffins in repellent rags reek of rot

and recover in ruins of run-down residences

by reveling in rum and rock;

rush from racy rails and reefers at raves

redoubles recovery and recuperation

from relapse, and riles rehabilitation;

regret and rancor recklessly ravage reason;

the randy and raffish of raunchy reputation

are rapidly raped and ravaged by rabid rapscallions

in the red-light region

remorseless rogues reject rectitude

and ratify repulsive regulations;

reptiles, remiss of responsibility,

rob resources for revenue and rank;

restless, ravenous rats!

rugged raiders and ruffians on a rampage

ransack the receptive ranges;

refugees run from relentlessly rigid regimes and rulers;

reliably robotic redundancy rebuffs revelation

right-wing ruses rely on renown religious rituals;

renegades remonstrate

to restraining routines of rapacious retail;

regnant royalty in rehearsed roles of refinement

refuses to relinquish reign and raises rebellion;

recalcitrance is reproached and ridiculed;

radicals are reviled, rid of, and relegated


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Reality is a stream of information that subjectively can be read like a code.  This is what a psychic does – uses the element of the mind to tease out certain messages that flow from the Highest Intelligence of Everything That Is.  All of life is a process of communication between intelligences of varying levels.  (Ex. the cell communicating to its molecules; a global being communicating to its humans, etc)



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pallas athena, bold and sure

goddess of wisdom, forthright and pure

ascended master, shrewd authority

teacher of truth as the priority

a mighty warrior and graceful queen

cognizes both seen and unseen

ablaze with orange, purple, gold

she represents the Vast Untold

sees far and wide

stays by my side

her skills in me ingraining

i thank you archetype for ardent training

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