sometimes people talk about liminality as if it’s supposed to be this period of discomfort and I wonder if what they’re trying to say is that they don’t like change. Or at the very least that they find it uncomfortable but you know what I find uncomfortable? The sound of my bones crushing when I try and sit pretty inside a box I outgrew yesterday. Oh and the feeling… those feelings... oww! The perceptions make me want to dig a hole inside of my own body and hide within the darkness of it. The unwanted touches make my skin crawl with the speed of a thousand millipedes but that is still somehow better than the constant tapping of that godforsaken glass I used to carry around for protection. it broke , of course , because glass is fragile and boxes are rigid and I’m not made for either (perhaps I’ll try ceramics and caves instead. ;) Oh, did I mention I’m terrified of attention? Yeah yeeeeah I know what you’re thinking….
: cue them misguided perceptions ! Cue me wanting to run and hiiiide :
but I mean it took almost 2 decades for me to stop crying on my birthday lmao. How does one learn to let themselves be seen when they don’t want to be
a n y t h i n g
Do we just let them be?
I’m getting carried away as I do.. it’s all for fun anyway, what was I saying? Ah yes-
There is nothing you can tell that person (me I guess but also not entirely sure but definitely someone) about the discomforts of change that could ever keep them from desperately reaching for it over and over again. To some it may sound like masochism but to them I say , pain to you is pleasure to me! One man’s trash , another’s treasure ! what’s the difference anyway?? Speaking of masochism, tell me reader, what does pain mean to you? how do you choose to experience it? And how do you like your pleasure? Over easy? Scrambled? Fried? Ferti…. You get it. Actually, maybe u don’t but never fear! No one really “ gets it. “ we’re all just playin’. The only actual difference between us is that some are privy to the fact that we’re playing a game and others are not. But the other thing to note is that we chose that too. don’t you remember? No worries, it’s easy to forget, it’s part of the programming. ok a few more questions for you, precious reader. Thanks for making it this far. Are you having fun yet? How often do you forget your own power? Once a day or a hundred times a day? Once a week? Never? Constantly? Did u know ur omnipotent? We all are.
How do you like to use your power?
Here’s is a collage I made from a recent road trip to NM which had been calling me since before I even stepped foot there, as places tend to. Let’s explore that, shall we?
til next time i leave you with a big, safe kiss on the cheek xx
con cariño,
Alexis / Lexi / lex / camila honestly whatever ur into because i’m not even sure anymore <3
HI yes thank you for being here. This is a new thing I’m trying & i’m not super sure about it yet but if you find something in it (besides typos b/c that’s kinda part of the whole thing) then please , by all means , join us !