Release the freak

Pic : Laura Williams Photography

I got something to say: it's all about perspective. It's a funny thing isn't it? How we perceive things, people and situations. Perception is really in the eye of the beholder isn't it?

​How we can all look at one thing and perceive it differently. 

What I find beautiful, others may find confronting.And that's ok.

It's only when people project on how they think you should be, it can be messy.
 
And even messier, when you think you should be something.

Then smash yourself up when your not.

What perception are you under when you tear yourself apart?
 
 
I’m asking a lot of questions because I’m feeling the confusion of the collective.  People are so sad, I see it in their eyes, their hearts.
 
Sometimes I just wish people could see how fucking beautiful they are. Amazing, awesome and shining motherfuckers.
 
 
We all are, don’t believe the lie that you are not enough.
 
Perfection is a illusion
 

Here's what i know on my journey...and trust me I know nothing
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Some of my most profound moments are not or have had anything to do with the spiritual world. For example:

• Looking into the beautiful eyes of a homeless person and giving them a hug

 

• Holding vigil for a someone about to die

 

• Listening to the smashing pumpkins and going on the most fabulous out of body experience..fuck it was awesome!

 

• Watching a sunrise or sunset

 

• Watching a storm

 

• Walking the land

 

• Talking to a Stranger

 

• Watching Animals

 
 
Everyday shit, that’s where the gold is
 
If your on your own spiritual journey, don’t think it’s all rainbow and lollipops.

Some of it might be, but a lot of time it’s just a case of wading through the bullshit and fake news.

Again it all looks perfect, but it's not. It's a fucked place of repression.

How you should be, how you should act.

Fuck their rules

​Fuck all those perfect people
 
I used to think that I wasn’t enough to be in the spiritual world.

I didn’t practise what others did, I compared myself and thought, fuck I’m a shit love and lighter.

I didn’t belong there and they freaked  me out. I freaked them out too hahaha
Denial was rampant on both sides, but in hindsight it was actually the biggest learning and teaching for me.
 
I decided many moons ago, that if I couldn’t be true to myself…how could I be true to anyone.
 
 
I like stuff that most people find confronting:
 
Death
Skulls
Bones
Blood
Sinew
Shadow
Anarchy 

I find beauty and sanctuary in the most unusual places 
 
But I am filled with light
 
I just go about it differently

I'm not perfect and wouldn't wanna be. I'm rough as guts 

I’m at home on the streets, in the dirt, hanging with outcasts, The dodgy fuckers.
The 1 percent of society

​They are my people

So before you compare yourself to others, Think about how unique you are and your own badass mojo. Turn your freak on.

We are all freaky ...some just don't deny it.

 
Namaste Motherfuckers 
Bec 
x 

Ps
I've been fanging, these 2 songs...Bloody brilliant . If you have the time to listen...