In Celebration of the Naked, or Not, Body*

I can choose to not draw lines. See color. Make judgments.

As I continue to be stuck on a spinning piece of dust circling a great fire in the sky, I often wonder why I worry what I think...... or what you think for that matter. Why waste this seemingly precious amount of time in these seemingly fascinating bodies to give much care to compare? 

Perhaps what I am trying to say here is, what's the matter with my body, really? Like, really? And who made you the judge? Who is the standard in which you judge and why can't you see already that we are all one of a kind, spontaneous happening, never been alive before creatures??!!

It sounds waaaay more fun to celebrate instead. I suggest we applaud one another's uniqueness. Or, even not caring would be fine too. Just don't waste your breath hating on something as silly as another human's skin is all I'm sayin'.

Here is my way of celebrating a most ravenous human being. Through my camera lens I can capture time and put it in the bottle. I find imagery can say so much more than words ever could.

Bravo!

Lady Rainbow*faerie godmother

it's okay to say NO*

It's okay to say no,
In a kind and most pleasant voice. 
It's okay to say no,
With anger and/or with force.

It's okay to say no,
Even when you don't know why. 
It's okay to say no,
When someone's told you a lie.

It's okay to say no,
Even when inside you feel fear.
It's okay to say no,
Through your laughter or through your tears.

Next time you want to say no,
When you know no's the best thing to say.
Try saying your no like a yes,
And feel your troubles all melt away*

With Love*
Lady Rainbow*faerie godmother

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being alive is like an orgasm

when I talk about how salvation runs through my veins like blood, I speak of the moment of clarity available in each and every moment* 

when I think the thoughts that cause the heart to ache, I then can choose to feel the blood of salvation as it pumps through and redeems the beating love muscle once more*

for I am merely a human being tripping over its own feet wherever it goes*

the human follows, breathing down the neck, while whispering in the ear*

sometimes the whisper causes oozy warmth, love soaked ooey gooey rays of YES!

other times the whisper sounds like,

YOU FUCKING IDIOT HOW CAN YOU GO THERE AGAIN! 
YOU ARE COMPLETELY FUCKING THIS UP!!!

either way the whisper is happening

*like it or not*

the other day a buddy made me do that snort laugh I love so much while reminding me that life is like an orgasm that keeps happening whether I'm in public or private*

Don't mind me* 
I'm just cumming over and over over here. 

:::love:::   lady rainbow*faerie godmother