xylopoet

“in True Love no dealbreakers… strikes tho.” -jade etcetera tyde I tend to make people fall in love with me through my art. This is my natural mode of operation I’ve known my entire life. Lady Gaga, I was born this way. On the right track, when I moved to the “world stage” that was the twin oaks intentional community, I was clear in what I was looking for - It all. Work/Life balance, professional and personal, and most vitality - partnership. The partnership could’ve taken many shapes, as open minded/hearted as I am. This promise land of sorts was the fresh start my soul had to experience. Upon landing in the farm hotel, I kept marching to the beat of my own drum as a tall dark and handsome poet. Sometimes, rejection is a form of acceptance. I learn this again and again as I carry on forth. My creative expressions were well-received. Not every piece I created was an A freaking plus but not every side of the real me is rated PG. My messages were understood because even though I was alwa...

It is not too soon to start thinking about birthday plans. My mother was born on 3/27. That’s my half birthday. Our family has a lot of cool astrological matches. Like my younger brother is a Gemini, going with the theme of his older siblings who are twins. We celebrate each other, always have always will. This year has been a super important year in my numerological chart, as a 34 year old. I remember when that number dictated my life lmao; thus, then... 35 as well; my anecdotes to measure my life always are a math equation I love living in. Well, I’m in my routine, being extremely online early in the morning. That’s when I consume the content to fuel my beautiful mind. Good thing it’s all only good news I follow. “Bourbon & Beyond” is a 4 day music festival in Louisville, Kentucky. When I read the event flyer, it looks like the only artist I’d be there for would be Portugal. The Man. And it looks like it’s happening on my birthday weekend. And I am in a good place in my breathing...

Today, I’m feeling better than ever. It’s the equinox. Ode to the dawning of the next era - Springtime. Our day and night are equal so now is a good opportunity to balance out oneself. I’m cleansed from the hibernation that was the Winter. My mind is content with the story I live in. I know that because I’ve been energizing what I want, manifestation is occurring. I’m a creatrix for my own life, the one inclusive of my partner(s). A lot of this sounds like an echo, yet, I really want to bridge even more evidence of my deepest and pure desire. So that I may maximize my experience within this loving planet. Following up with my own damn plan, ma’m. It’s good to be here. I’m changing something about the way I present myself this morning. I have a video meeting with my doctor. My doctor and I have a history of disliking each other. This person has a job to feed me drugs when I believe that’s bad for me. Typical of bipolar folks to not wanna take mEdiCinE. But the people who populate my lif...

Adele Voice: “Helloooo, it’s meeee”  *Devil emoji* One minute I’m Aphrodite, and the next, I’m a hater. I’m gonna throw a bit of shade. At anyone stalking me. It isn’t easy being green. Or blue. I’m down in the dumps about being a twin flame. This isn’t all rainbows and butterflies. I kinda wanna tap out sometimes. Guys n dolls, i really don’t like life as much as I like to think I do. David said we are manic depressive, not manic depressed. I instantly related to his big difference, because i know what it feels like to be an emo poet but i’ve fortunately never been too seriously inflicted with terrible things. But occasionally, i dislike feeling like i am “at work”. My ex caused irreversible damage to reality with this concept. Good thing I am an exception to reality since i am bipolar. But a bad thing is that my fit into life after my episode(s) is/was uncomfortable. And im like in fear of vulnerability. I really don’t know what im writing with this one, im just ranting but not r...

What’s Love? Yes, it’s got to do with the way you want to experience reality. Like, right? Right when I left for Cleveland, my Wasband sent me a text that he had to pay for my former phone bill. Even when he got me dumb phone when i earned my own money, and my rich aunt paid for me, i never needed his hand. Even when his oThEr gf paid for his phone and he got a plan for the communards, it never made any sense to me. The never ending math equation with mula and ppl ruined my past life. Old money privilege got me confused… WTF is it you do? LEAVE HIM! Landback! & gtfo (get the eff out)! You are not even marc maron or lil wayne or averil lavigne just like me… you are HIM from the mf powderpuff girls.  All i do is write and draw. I’m with the idea of being a mystic, like a gosh darn gentleman, & a true lady. I’m fraternal in my one identity. What the heck does this difference in time zones matter when my direct experience fills my peripheral with my personal emotionality… ?. I’...

I’d been busy calculating the bad vibes, missing out on the shared times of bliss. Keeping my ego on in order to function properly, we went to many places, met many people, and had many emotional experiences. Even tho in all that we did, the running theme of said experiences was me trying to act normal and good. I succeeded. But the double-life we led together was constantly a thorn in my rose-vision. I’d been constantly “mildly annoyed” to the point of forgetting the instances we had which were honestly Golden. He was my eyes and ears in the aftermath of whatever went on with me. Every person we met felt like somebody he introduced me to in order to show me off and bid them farewell. I was always a respectful Polyamorist, even tho my meaning of that was slightly off in the context of our encounters. Hellogoodbye, I always uttered under my breath to folks who never even heard of the band. It was weird observing the interviews we had during our outings with his people. I just smiled and...