Brief Update

I know, it’s been forever since I updated. Like a whole year, even!

Couple of things: I deleted my Twitter account months ago. The app formerly known as Twitter is trash. The only social media accounts I have are this website, my Instagram, and Discord. I use none of them often, lol. (I’m also on WhatsApp, but is that really considered social media? I used it when I went to Norway last March.)

Oh, yeah! I meant to post my Norway pics… I’ll have to do that. Norway was the only good thing about 2023.

2023 was a fucked rough year. Like… The Worst Personal Year Ever. I am so unbelievably grateful it’s in the rearview. Fuck that year, and Rest in Joy my 2 Goldens, Kemah and Juju. Forever Beloved.

We’re now in 2024, thank the heavens, and I’m in a 6 year numerologically, hooray! 5 years are always a bitch for me, but last year’s 5 really outdid itself. (Again, fuck you, 2023! Honestly, I can’t say that enough.)

So far, fresh and good beginnings, ahoy. I’d share more but the internet is both a vast space and a small town, so… yeah. Not gonna. ๐Ÿ˜˜

Anyway, Blessings and Gratitude, and I’ll get around to posting my Norway pics eventually. LOVE Norway ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ด. Would go back in a heartbeat. (I also loved traveling first and business class; I could totally get used to that. Make it so, please, Universe: That whenever I travel, I travel in the Best Possible and Most Comfortable Way. LOL ๐Ÿ˜˜)

Sandcastles ?

Once upon a time, a woman loved a man. She looked at him, he would smile, and she knew Glory. She shared what she could, all she had, and dreams of what could be. He was Everything. He Mattered. Promises were voiced, accepted, made.

Then Truth rolled in.
Castle W

Uncomfortable Truths. Accompanied by false relationship’s gleam, faux promises, fake sheen. Easy and smooth, to replace the rough and too real.

Truths were walled in, covered with lies to save masks, veneers of comfort, veneers of money. User-friendly surface embraced enablers, enabling betrayal, shocked hurt and disbelief.

How could you?

Her soul whispered. He doesn’t listen, she realized. He won’t listen. He enjoys his misguided revenge too much. It’s ruined, she sees now. His choices… Ruined everything. All they’d built together… Gone. Washed away.

Nothing left, nothing but grains of Karma slipping away.

“Every promise… Don’t work out that way.”?


The Universe is all of time and space and its contents. It includes planets, moons, minor planets, stars, galaxies, the contents of intergalactic space, and all matter and energy. The size of the entire Universe is unknown.

The above quote is from WikiPedia.
I see the Universe as a metaphor for our mind and its potential. And yet, the more I expect minds to open and expand as we head into future days, the more walls I come up against.

And I don’t get it. I do not understand it when I run into caged minds because to me, it boils down to this simple essence: Without communication, without even trying, how do you know?

I find this caged thought process sad and ultimately boring. Where’s the fun in having no sense of Belief?

Let’s say this is the only life you live. Then why confine yourself in the shadows of single viewpoints? Why not seek knowledge if you have none? Clarity โ€“multilevel clarityโ€“ can be so simple to attain. Negative feelings can be banished by open communication; why remain under a cloud of misunderstanding? Even if you don’t agree, open communication gives another a chance to see your view and perhaps embrace it.

You don’t know until you try, and why not try? It might change nothing; it might change everything. But at least you’ll gain knowledge.

And Knowledge… is Power and Power is Energy, and Energy is the Universe, and that… Matters.