This is a time of self-actualization. It time for me to get on with my life, and just dance. In the words of my role model, Edward Cullen-Gugu-Mbatha, I must look at oneself very closeup and speak out to the all-knowing beings in the heavens of my dreams, "Pak glock ung tao pung mok ato pu." I think i hear the icecream truck.
I've finally experienced what it feel like to be a girl. A future lover and follower of the beautiful Chaka-Kahn. We're all in this together on a very long, but short road to the enlightenment of Siddhartha Jones.
You know. I've started up the ancient performance of self-portraiture, after being inspired by someone I amt truly inspired by.
nenelee I love you for now, and forever, til end of times and at beginning of afterlifes, we will be together, shining like the salts of my faginal sea.
Here are the two mixed media paintings I did of myself. After working hard on my kegels last night, I had a sort of inner-woman out of body experience and while being in a trance, I saw these two beings in my mind. One being the knight of darkness and the other the savior of lightbulbs.
I am happy with how they came out. I feel like although sometimes I look more like a gentleman than a radiant woman (like in these realistic drawings) but I'm working on saving up the money from the dialysis business i run out of my toolshed, and one day I will shine like Nicole Kidman in Chicago (the movie not the city. Nicolette is a white person, and from what I've read on wikipedia, only african americans live in the windy applebottom city).
THIS IS A SHOUT OUT TO THOSE PEOPLE WHO HATE MY LIFESTYLE AND TELL LIES ABOUT ME ON LIVEJOURNAL: Watch your back, nigguhz. I just want to be a fine young lady.