A Poet’s Chance - 1am & 3 Hour Drive (10.25.20)

That’s the goal. Once achieved... one’s practice in “mastering the art of living” becomes effortless; additionally, one becomes capable of enjoying the pinnacles of each emotion - or idea - as intended.

I complete me.

Employed (unfin)

Could you imagine if i got payed to think about you? Punching the clock and Putting in overtime till my body collapses, then recoup. Earn a promotion from Imagining to Listening to you. Not a word, just observe and learn your truths, study your flukes, research your muses and play witness to your beauties...

Could you imagine if i got not noticed by you... the CEO, President, CFO, Sole Proprietor, Founder, Goddess, My Queen? Elevated from Listening to Consulting... working towards Sharing, but right now i must prune and harvest and glean the cropping seeds of my own soul’s soil, in hopes that the fruits i bare become more than enough for me, and begin to be enough for us.

Could you imagine, now that I’m Allowed to insert opinion, i earn acceptance via my quality, not my frequency.... - unfinished

-Pati3ntWo1f (10132019)

I want to rest on your waters/ reflecting your light beyond your reach/ teasing your horizon with a travel through space and time that brings us together here and now/ i want to dance with your waves/ i want to inspire your tides/ i want to reflect your source upon you and that truth reflect you against me/ i want you to see through your darkness/ i want to be your closest celestial/ i want to awaken whatever is within your energy that pulls us - our Gravity/

-Pati3ntWo1f

It is innate, an unthought action that comes automatically, an impulse with meaning and a goal, an instinct...

To gaze back with the intensities of fear and intrigue and excitement and belonging, to anticipate the risk and its thrill, to be entranced ever so helplessly yet ever so willingly, to respond...

Of the spectacle of sparks continuously reflecting your passioned outlook on me and this world, of being within heats’ range of burning desire’s furnace tempting such cure from my heart’s cold, of the nature that attracts moth to flame i am also beckoned and baited and boisterous, of my own impassioned and sincere convictions...

And yearn to dance within the radiance of your cinders and ambers, and tempt fate by how closely i position myself to rest and stoke your fires to flicker as though enraged with enjoyment, and crave the lullaby of your luminance and caress every hue of you with adoration and acceptance, and approach your goddess with agape and adventure and without admonishment.

- Pati3ntWo1f (100220)

you don't need a nickname. your presence is such that those who hear of you already know whom the person speaking is referring to... somehow, it just comes off differently from the speaker. an inability to filter the aura you permiate - thus since energy is neither created nor destroyed, the speaker simply holds your aura's energy (weightlessly) until it is transferred with their chosen medium after being queued to release by their thought of you and whatever they desire to communicate on such related subjects.

-Pati3ntWo1f (111820)

Be my E

Be my ecstasy

Quicken the pace of my heart

Lightly dress confidence over my vulnerability

Just enough

Lead me to get lost

In the sensation of your touch

Timeless these moments

Ours

Tempt me to obsess, ensensed

How gooooood you feel against my skin

Every sound you make

A cascading serenade

With my heart, my thoughts, my body

I dance

Swayed by you

-Pati3ntWo1f

To the present day “Joanna”s:

On behalf of those with your ear and not your attention; towards the benefit of those with your attention and its spoils; for your health and happiness; because of our unheard desires: see thyself as those with your ear do -beautifully badass. Let not your heart wander so far as you to forget that... for those with your ear turn to whispers the farther away you drift, and those whose possess your attention are not promised to be attentive.

Don’t lose sight of yourself; nobody in this world is worth you losing your shit. There’s no reason to act jealous, be possessive, and allow yourself to become sad and desperate. If someone doesn’t like you, who fucking cares? Find one who does. If your significant other makes you feel like shit — they’re fucking shit — bury them in a sandbox, forget about ‘em, and move on. Don’t be like Joanna of Castile. Don’t ruin your life and your reputation with insecure obsession . . . Born in 1479, Joanna (Spanish spelling, “Juana”) was the third child of Queen Isabella of Castile and King Ferdinand II of Aragon. But this royal privilege didn’t stop her from working hard to improve herself. As a young woman, she spoke six languages, excelled in religious studies, was active in equestrian sports, played music, and could dance with the best of them. Plain and simple, Joanna was a fucking badass. She was smart AND beautiful; this obviously attracted the attention of men. And, in 1496, she married Philip of Habsburg, also known as “Philip the Handsome.” Seriously, the dude’s nickname was PHILIP THE HANDSOME — are you fucking kidding me? He must have looked like Idris Elba and Ryan Gosling had a baby the height of Dwayne The Rock Johnson. My point, even Philip’s handsome ass wasn’t worth “losing it." But, Joanna couldn’t resist, she let her imagination get the best of her and became paranoid that he was going to cheat. Her insecurities intensified and her mental instability grew evermore apparent around the kingdom. She was like a fucking vulture, constantly swarming over Philip, checking his iPhone, and demanding his email passwords. Needless to say, it was sad to watch. She was once such a smart, intelligent, confident woman. Not even Philip’s surprise death in 1506 quelled her insecurities. She wouldn’t allow nuns to approach his corpse before his burial — afraid he’d put his ghost boner in one of them. In the end, Joanna of Castile became known as “Joanna the Mad,” leaving behind a reputation of being pathetically jealous, instead of beautifully badass. Well, you just learned some fucking history. You’re welcome. Now, enjoy your Sunday, you beautiful idiots. #SUNDAYSCHOOL

900 words

I see - easily - 900 of the thousand words a photo is worth

And each one is a word of praise

To your effort and success

To your intent and vulnerability

To your compassion and critique

To your honest expression

To your physical beauty

To your mental wonderland

To your spiritual depths

To your loving heights

A pic is worth 1000 words…

And a 900 of mine are expressions of why I love you!

-pati3ntwo1f (012625)

While Listening to https://youtu.be/R7a6sr45YmE

While listening to ‘It’s You’

If we were to only get 9 minutes … this lifetime… only 9 minutes more of each other… I would spend 8 minutes and 29 seconds making this song our immediate reality, this rhythm the metronome to our hearts intertwining dance, these chords as emotional fireworks bursting in the splendor and beauty of our chemistry…

… and enjoying all else we give freely to each other…

And the last 31 seconds… I will spend holding you with endless intent, and infinite presence, and present purpose … and repeatedly whisper these words - gently grazing your lips with mine as I repeat -

“I’ve Loved You & Will Love You Forever. I Will Find You Every Lifetime. I’ve Loved You & Will Love You Forever. I Will Find You Every Lifetime. I’ve Loved You & Will Love You Forever. I Will Find You Every Lifetime.”

… until I’ve exhausted each fraction of our 9 minutes, …

and with your scent in my nose, your taste on my tongue, your voice in my ear, your aura in my sights, and your unmistakable energy surging over my flesh… I will begin my way back to you… again, and again, and again.

-Pati3ntWo1f (02082022)

Be You!!! Astoundingly, bountifully, compassionately, distinguishingly, energetically, fluidly, gratefully, heiressesly, instinctually, jubilantly, knowingly, lavishly, momentously, naughtily, optimistically, purposefully, qualitatively, reverently, saturatingly, thoroughly, unequivocally, vibrantly, wholely, x-marks-the-spot-ingly, zestfully, You!!!

-Pati3ntWo1f (091520)