I Am Writing a Journal

I wish to get to the bottom of who I am and the reasons of how and why I operate the way I do.

Sure, I change every day, but there is always a pattern... the sun, the moon, the seasons and time all have patterns with slight variations. So, to know where the discrepancies lie, is to find true knowledge of thy self.

This past week was tumultuous to say the least. Challenges and issues arose one after another to displace the blinding light, that I oh so desire to bask in. But, I do give my greatest honor to the depth that I feel my blackness, for it is in the dark that I truly know what the light blesses me with.

To quote myself... “one can’t experience an orgasm for seven days straight, eventually you’ll crash from exhaustion” 🤣

I assumed too much and lashed out like a lion in a cage. I even sunk my teeth in the blood of the one I love to shrink back and find it’s savory taste was sweet.
Not that I want to bite the throat of someone I truly care about, but when it’s true... understanding and communication can travel the greatest of distances.

There is much to explore and even more to learn, which is why I mark this as day one...

Day one, in exposing the literature that lives inside.