Friday, May 12, 2023

Coyote and the Wolf Moon

I don't really know what I'm doing. Just sort of following my gut as it interacts with my heart and my head. Most of the time I feel like a stranger. I feel different. I'm not the same kind of person as the others. I'm not what you think I am. I'm a coyote running under the moon among the wolves. I am the wolf navigating a land of tricker coyotes. I am the moon and the sun. I am the earth and the water, and all of the music and chemistry. Vibrations, stillness, silence, and electricity. Fire. Energy. A lot of pretentious bullshit. I am standing under the moon like a wolf, and coyote crosses my path. I am the moon watching from above the planet. I sit in my celestial watch tower where I am so fucking lonely, but I feel a drive. I feel a thirst and a hunger, as cliche as it sounds even in my head as I sit here writing it. I'm too hard on myself. I need to go about my day with gentle thoughts and no violence of mind. Sometimes just going through this process can help to clear my mind.

Coyote and the Wolf Moon

I don't really know what I'm doing. Just sort of following my gut as it interacts with my heart and my head. Most of the time I feel...