Out the other side

Discombobulated:

Discombobulate  kind of sounds like you feel when you're disoriented: bouncing around in several directions at once.

Definition :To throw into a state of confusion.

In last few weeks , I haven't  know  up from down, left from right,what's real, what's not. Discombobulated ~Hardcore.

Trying to work a way through that shit is well ,at the very least :Intense!

In a way it's very cathartic as you question everything you are to the core. It can be seen as shadow work or Dark night of the soul. When you become still, it's a melancholy deep in your heart, your being. Infinite sadness.

You feel like a listless soul on the ship of fools. It's a waiting game. You know there is a change coming, you can feel it and yet at the same time resist it.

There is always a catalyst to this journey : it may start slow and burning and then  bang Mofo it's in your  fucking face screaming pay attention.

Or it comes out left of centre and your world changes instantly.

Either way,it's a hell of a ride. One we all ride on at certain points as we weave our way, leaving footprints and heart prints as we journey forward.

Change is constant, it's all around us: Mother nature and the seasons are the perfect teacher.  

Death/rebirth.
Old/new
Holding on/ letting go

Transitioning through the cycles, being gentle.
Honouring  the change and blessing it 


As I write this, The smashing Pumpkins are playing loud in my headphones. I honestly can't tell you how much their music has soothed me  in times of change.

Billy  Corgan is a master wordsmith and a well known prick.

Today I declare he is my spirit guide /animal and I give thanks for his genius.  

"As far as you take me, that's where I believe
The realm of soft delusions, floating on the leaves
On a distant shoreline, she waves her arms to me
As all the thought police, are closing in for sleep
The dilly dally, of my bright lit stay
The steam of my misfortunes
Has given me the power to be afraid
And in my mind I'm everyone
And in my mind
Without a care in this whole world
Without a care in this life
It's what you take that makes it right
Porcelina of the oceans blue
In the slipstream, of thoughtless thoughts
The light of all that's good, the light of all that's true
To the fringes gladly, I walk unadorned
With gods and their creations
With filth and disease Porcelina, she waits for me there
With seashell hissing lullabyes
And whispers fathomed deep inside my own
Hidden thoughts and alibis
My secret thoughts come alive
Without a care in this whole world
Without a care in this life
It's what you take that makes it right
And in my mind I'm everyone In my mind
I'm everyone of you
You make it right It's all alright
You make it right Porcelina of the oceans blue"

Words : Billy Corgan ~ The Smashing Pumpkins - Porcelina of the Vast Oceans


​Walking through the fire and letting it  burn all,  that no longer serves

​Rock on 

Rainbowalker
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