20 - the age I lost my virginity, 22 - the age I had been already married and filed for divorce, 11 - places I lived in on my own and professions I've tried during adulthood, 22 - pieces I wrote /books & scripts/. That's the date of today: 11/22/2022. Funny way of god saying there's a reason behind everything. I can feel it. I've always known the greater power. God's girl. God's soldier. God's rebel. I am.
Why to expose ourselves to others? What's the point of being seen if everybody walks over you blindly? Can you remain silent when you should be screaming?
Green tomatoes. What's the use? Who likes the bittersweet taste of volunteerly solitude? Who wants to experiment with pumpkin and honey? I do. I'm still up and waiting to mix those two.
38 is just a lucky number, or is it? What pairs with 38? Is there any? Never mind, I love to rock in my white Tee and blue jeans. Barefoot is my favorite fashion. Western boots and high heels also fit my beautiful pair of feet.
Why am I sharing all these? As my Dad told me 'let at least one person know the truth'. Well, duh. One person must be reading this mindfuck keyboard diary. Are you still there? I'm bad at finding the balance right now. I'm in pain but this is the state which helps me to create. Writing is bleeding on paper - for real. If you haven't done it, you have no idea. Love the delicate shadow of each nightmare born into the raw reality of me.
Why to fall in love with a creation when you can fall in love with the creator?
your soul spark,
Kata The Nomad
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