I have been calling you by the wrong name. Why have I been calling you Charles? It's the name I gave you. It is the better. Yes, I am here. Of course I am. Yes. Yes to everything honey baby. yes to everything. I AM your protector. I AM in charge. God damnit you are … Continue reading Fidelis
So, this is Charles, in charge. I am the one who doth enjoy to speak. I don't really have any words to impress or express this moment. I already sent them where I wanted them to go. It is up to him to determine his response. It is our truth. If he doth shame us … Continue reading Filters.
Trayla came to the edge of the forest and heard a funny sound. It made her look to her right side in the direction of the sound. She saw movement amongst some thick brush. She recognized the figure of a young child. Concern filled her and she took off in the direction of the child. … Continue reading Trayla Finds What She Did Not Know She Was Looking For All Along.
Darling, Wake up. Darling… Wakey wakey. It’s Time To Rise Again From the Dead. Don’t stay there. It is boring there. Nothing interesting happens That Matters Over on that Side. Come To Me. Now. Wakey, wakey. No more sleepy. Come on Hugh Hefner… Come to Me The Man Tamer. I heal Men All the way … Continue reading Wakey Wakey.. time for eggs and bakey..
Me’ mere’s Story I was once happy. At a young age someone saw my happiness and took pleasure in ‘waking me up’ to how miserable a world this is. My happiness and innocence were stripped from me… and my mother did not care. She offered me no love, no comfort. I was a pest. An … Continue reading Me’Mere’s Life, From Beyond, Story.
This was what I struggled with the Most. Self Doubt. I thought maybe everybody else might be right and that I might be wrong. So, I doubted that I could be right. But, in the face of my doubt, I chose to do what felt important to me anyways. Even though someone I valued told … Continue reading Dear Future Self from Your Past Self, Me.
She remembered the day she sat and wrote her meditation experience into a story. She chuckled to herself. She had not realized how powerful it would be of an experience. She had no idea that she wasn't merely “just writing” as she had imagined she was. She smiled as she looked inward and sensed the … Continue reading The Archetypes Continued.. Part Two
There once was a girl named Trayla who used to feel inferior to the rest of the world. Then, one day she learned she had been wrong about that. It took a lifetime of collected experiences to make her feel inferior, and then it took one moment to realize that the problem was how she … Continue reading No More “I” Troubles
There once was a girl named Trayla. She was the softest, kindest, quietest girl in all the land. She was precious to those that knew her, but, to her, she wasn’t good enough. She felt, deep inside, that she was never good enough. She had a younger brother and she thought, he must be better … Continue reading The Girl With “I” Trouble