| Lady Raven- Jessica Galbreth |
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| Belladonna - Jessica Galbreth |
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| white is not a primary color |
| Sunday, July 31, 2005 |
colorless in a colored world
within a colorless world...
i stand here white...
milky...
oppressed by my own insecurities...
drawn out from
the blackness of
oppression's hell...
the bigotry of colorless ness...
throughout history...
where the color of your
skin
blendz you in...
or stands you out...
what happened to diversity...
the ideal flourishes in me...
sickened...
that separatism abounds...
seeing
for the first time
clearly
that white is where we live
in all directions...
right side up or
upside down...
all turned around...
but the sick part is
i am welcomed in
much more readily than
Amerikkka
will ever
welcome them... |
posted by the Raven @ 1:08 PM  |
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| the slow down |
| Friday, July 15, 2005 |
and someday soon, life will slow down...
we will have so much time to swing on our porch...
sipping tea and enjoying the view.
and someday sooner, life will slow down
and we will have time to discover what it means
to grow old together.
and someday sooner, life will slow down
and we will have time to explore the world together,
find extraordinary things in extraordinary places...
and until then, life will slow down slowly...
and we will have time to discover one another,
discover the world together,
find the hidden talents we each hold together,
build a life together,
live dreams together,
create a sanctuary together,
stroll slowly through parks together,
whistle in the wind together,
run with scissors together,
play well with others together,
laugh together,
cry together,
find Ohm together...
i look forward to each and every moment. |
| posted by the Raven @ 9:31 AM |
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| bridge drawing |
| Sunday, July 10, 2005 |
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| posted by the Raven @ 8:44 AM |
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| thorns are sharp |
| Friday, July 08, 2005 |
thought hope was lost in
wilderness' jungle...but you
were standing there
when the vines were cleared...
i came to you with my open wounds
lacerations of red and blue...
perpetually pouring ideals
from the spout of agony...
you drank them down
cleansed soul's inhibitions
cleaned fragments from blood's path...
my scars heal quickly |
| posted by the Raven @ 10:49 AM |
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| permeable |
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holy holey sponge of creation
saturated in vein’s sustenance
red...and blue...
like the colors in your eyes
deeply infused with
orgasmic lucidity...
existential alterations of
sinuous rivers...washing up
rain clouds... infiltrated mist...
weave through these
porous expressions...
deeply dive in puddles...
seep into my wandering
heart...flow gracefully...graciously
chase away tear rivers...
flood my world... |
| posted by the Raven @ 10:16 AM |
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| Descriptions |
| Thursday, July 07, 2005 |
Please leave a one-word comment that you think best describes me.
It can only be one word.
Thanks! |
| posted by the Raven @ 8:52 AM |
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| love research |
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i theorize about raindrop melodies
escaping my tongue...
how do they play so sweetly?
analysis of black on white
finds rainbows in love's intensity....
results yield unexpected discoveries
one by one we see
emerging flavorful fantasies
filling gaps in the void...
i thought i had programmed my head
to keep order within chaos...
investigate depths of perception...
dissect heart forbidden details...
but i was mistaken to think
evaluation of soul journeys
could be written as technicolored creation
or inspected with wide eyes shut...
there is no study to determine
if blending idealisms
flow together freely
fit within grooves of spirit's captivity...
but the conception of vivacity...
energetic existence...
life's impotent anarchy...
will deduct certainty
and bring resolution
to probing inquiries...
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still so many things to know about
can't wait to discover them all...
each ideal you hold is
lifeblood to your soul...
i long to drink the tears
your veins bleed....
i am powerless in my love for you...
the control is gone from me...
I cannot breathe its liquid...
but it's luminosity flows from my pores
and vibrates life to higher planes... |
| posted by the Raven @ 8:19 AM |
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| About Me |
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Name: the Raven
Home: Lost in Illusion
About Me: wanderer, seeker, free-spirit; i defy convention, am a motivator of free thinking and deep self exploration; i help others ponder reality and society; i inspire, intrigue, excite...bring others into my self and release them as stronger, more colorful creatures.
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