It’s the smidge of humanity that remains.

I feel, in circles.

When you see the abuse reappear after all the years, after all of the hours of torment

The breath, the wave, the grasp, the tears

The reflection — the ghost — of self that remains.

When I talk about carving space with my teeth, I’m talking about showing up as the perfection I was born with. Demanding attention with my voice, with my whole ass, is a desired outcome of performing for the lens. So the viewer, you, my muse, becomes the object of my lust, landing with fuse. Might I stay and wander in your mind a while?

The story you tell yourself is real. The reclamation is a re-telling. You deserve to learn to look and feel your best. Allow the Animal In A Dress inside of you to pull out your truth, strength and inner knowing.

Allow nothing and no-one to deter you from your path. Only you know the absolute way — the way of healing, and opening your heart. If there is no such thing as good and bad, right and wrong, where lies the neutral?

The Ace is a wild spark, an inanimate idea offered and an invitation for inspired action. How do you chase the feeling of success. What if the idea doesn’t include the how? The voice in my gut, screaming for success. Preparing for the victory before we’ve even begun. Wishing and willing again and again, to prepare. Jumping into the conclusion that success is inevitable based upon the simple idea that I struck gold with that spark.

You know when you’re out and every moment feels like glitter particles of truth? You catch sprinkles of sweat in the atmosphere — with salty breath from devouring your tastebuds. You know that feeling of trust, in the moment?

So imagine you’re out drinking and you see this girl pack her purse with the leftovers.

Did you hear the call too? Was is hushed? A dull roar? A clawing, clambering desire to make magic with your tongue — create art with your body and shadows and light. The old fashioned way — the tales of our time — our myths — reprised.

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