{nobody is coming to help}


Without the Magic, without the Mirrors and Smoke 

Without the Self Declared "Likes and "Dislikes" 

Where do I Stand? 

Standing Right Here where I have ever since I was Born. 

In my skin, standing on my feet. 

Waking in the Morning to drink and eat. 

Putting on plants, making sounds. 

Inhaling a bit, feeling release. 

Or Maybe Not, I'm Still Here. 

Here in this skin bag of Earthly Delights

Wanting what I want

Upset when it's not just the way that I thought, 

but, it never is. 

So why am I surprised? 

So, I am standing, breathing, beating

Waiting to Die. 

Apathy, perhaps... 

My Filter, My Experience,

I'm Alone

Mine Alone.

I called up God and he said, 


To fear the invisible,

To own someone else,

To help save somebody from Damnation, 

What is this for? 

It doesn't exist outside of my Experience,

so how could I ever Know anything at all? 

What gives me the understanding and insight above all else? 

Everyone is Special, So Nobody is.

7 Billion and counting~So many Wants

7 Billion and counting~All gonna Die

All ending up in the same place. 

No rules to actually obey,

Nobody in Charge. 

No one has figured it out yet, so why even try? 

I'm left feeling, like,  so, if I could totally do as I please...

Why not stand in a place of Peace? 

Feel all the Joy that is available to me in this moment. 

Feel the Sunshine and JUST BE. 

Still feeling Fear creep up, but it goes away. 

Knowing I'm the cause of my Suffering, 

and Suffering isn't Mine anyway. 

Protective Bubble, Invulnerable to You. 

Words coming out, nothing gets through. 

Unless I let it, it can cut like a knife

All my Choice, My Experience. 

It doesn't make sense, nothing to Believe. 

Nothing to figure out, automatic like a sneeze. 

So with the few dials I can control, 

I will~ 

With as much Grace as I Know. 

Abundant in All things Lovely, 

'till the Moment Of Death. 

Bring it, I say.... 

'till there is Nothing Left. 


~Aubrey Ixchel






{at the oasis}


Psychotic Drowning in the Sea of Possibility, 

Possibly Everything IS and IS NOT, 

and this Drives a Woman Insane. 


Always a Question, 

Never Ending Want, 

Give Me! I Don't Want This! 

Why? When? How? 


Ceasing in the Want

Requires Skill, Guts, Gusto

Resulting in Ultimate Peace Divine. 


Unattached to the Outcome, 

Like the Mystic Swimming in the

Sea of Possibility, 

and this drives a Woman Insanely



~Aubey Ixchel