Aiwass wasn’t cursing me. He was preparing me.

Years ago, I had a vision—me, as I am now, leading an army.
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my hands were soaked in blood. I tried to wash it off. I couldn’t.
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I keep the blood. I keep the power. But I lead with vision now.
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When I was 6, I made a Mother’s Day card. Drew a big heart that said “Mom.” A little one that said “Me.” In between? A closed door.

I thought that was love. I hoped it was.

Pinch me. I must be dreaming.
Yesterday was loud.
Not in noise—but in truth. In old laughter, sharper edges, and overdue hugs. I put on my binder, a name tag that said Jack-kun, and my guts—and I showed up.

I wrote a story about a boy who thought he was worthless. Then he was a spoon for 15 years. As a robot he reflects on life& says:

In a nihilistic world we are all spoons.
But after being a spoon for 15 years I must say it’s not that bad.
Actually it’s the most human and fulfilling cutlery there is.

I'm still learning how to do any of this haha. Anyway follow me on my writing journey as I create my novel. #gettoknowme #queerwriter #embracevulnerability #newauthor #authorlife

Hey Saint Sebastian —
They tied you up for being who you were.
Tried to silence your fire, but you didn’t flinch.
Arrows hit, but they didn’t end you.
You got back up. That’s punk.

You walked a line between two worlds:
a soldier in empire, a rebel for Christ.

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Emily Dickinson 💔
If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.
Emily Dickinson (1830–1886)

We’re getting into the chapters some of us remember clearly… and others don’t. Sometimes it takes a while for another alter to speak up—some things aren’t easy to bring out.

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You ever get in trouble for knowing stuff no one ever thought you, told you’re “dirty,” “bad,” “not right”—all because you felt something? Said the wrong words? Asked the wrong questions?
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I'm thinking chapter 1 the perfect childhood. Chapter 2 that's actually a lie. I know my family did what they thought was best. But not much was known about mental health back then.

You have worn many cloaks, spoken many Names, walked many paths.
Each time, they said you changed too quickly.
Each time, you knew you had simply listened more closely.

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Each time, they said you changed too quickly.
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Y’all gotta go read books. There’s no way around it.

Read books.
Form your own opinions.
LEARN THINGS.

READ BOOKS WHILE LIBRARIES ARE STILL AROUND

How do I become a vampire?

I'm not disassociating all day anymore... it's weird. 😆

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Upcoming author. Writing my memoir about finding myself after abuse and religious trauma. Raw, real, and healing out loud.
Follow if you're into truth, fire, and starting over.
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Once I have my website up, I can make posts with links to the public blog.

Welcome to My Story – A Journey of Survival, Faith, and Identity

Hey everyone,

I never thought I’d be writing this book, but here I am—putting my life on the page. If you’ve ever felt trapped by your past, questioned everything you were taught, or fought to

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