Why would I care what happens when I die?
I don’t even care what happens while I’m alive.
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Death
Smashed To Smithereens (An Essay)
in Energetics, Essays, Fellows, Lovers, Makin Moves, Triggered, Shit Stack, Death
we are two planets colliding
getting smashed to smithereens
and when the damage is done
there is s p a c e
and in that space
we recalibrate
shocked and startled
once again
neither knowing what’s to come
from the rubble left in our wake
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Thrown Off My Game (An Essay)
in Energetics, Essays, Fellows, Lovers, Makin Moves, Triggered, Shit Stack, Death, Linked
if it didn’t destroy me
if parts of me weren’t forced to die
repeatedly
and quite potently
through the is-ness of he and i
there’d be no pull for me to stay
- not with him -
but with all that arises
through the mutual destruction that our interactions bring
this alone is what interests me
because i’m interested in what disturbs me
and i’m interested in the art of becoming less disturbed
by what throws me off my game
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Kill The Illusion Of You (Mandy Bite)
If you’re not ready to off yourself,
I’m of no use to you.
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Bend Over (Poem/Bite)
All I want is to destroy you.
Strip you bare and leave you for dead.
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Tarzan In The Sheets (Poem)
in Energetics, Makin Moves, Lovers, Poems, SEX, Death
i like
a man
who grunts
and groans
while feasting
on his kill
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Kill Billy (Poem/Bite)
in Energetics, Makin Moves, Lovers, Poems, SEX, Death, Mandy Bites, Devil, Fellows
Timeless (Visual Diary)
in Energetics, Mandy Bites, Death, Visual Diary, Linked
“Death is nothing more than dropping form and remaining formless.”
This is my mom’s set that I came across today while puttering.
When she passed, instead of replacing the battery, I asked the jeweller to remove the hands.
This keepsake is typically with her other things, but today they feel lovely on my wrist.
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Closer And Closer (Mandy Bite)
Falling (Mandy Bite)
in Energetics, Mandy Bites, Zero Point, Death, Linked
Stay where it's most alive,
as everything dead falls away.
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Too Deep For Anyone To Reach (An Essay)
in Energetics, Death, Essays
Last night I dreamed I was laying on the ground in the dark.
I felt peaceful and happy.
Then I realized I was actually underground.
Hundreds (maybe thousands?) of feet below the surface.
I couldn’t see it but I knew there was an opening where this hole the size of me had begun.
And I knew I was too deep for anyone to reach.
I knew that if they even tried, the earth would collapse above me and I would die.
And I knew that if I moved, I’d face the same fate.
Yet I still felt peaceful and happy.
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Death Wish (Mandy Bite)
You’re not truly living if you’re not perpetually dying.
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The Empty Vessel (An Essay)
It’s the empty vessel I’m after.
Limitless.
Bottomless.
Free of all constraints.
Willing to destroy himself,
so he can meet me here.
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Nothing To Fear (Mandy Bite)
in Energetics, Mandy Bites, Zero Point, Death
Death is nothing more than dropping form and remaining formless.
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True vs Counterfeit (An Essay)
in Energetics, Money, Zero Point, SEX, Essays, Death
A true life and a counterfeit life can appear the same on the surface but are eons apart underneath.
The first is the A side.
The true side.
Rich. Juicy. Alive.
The second is the B side.
The false side.
Empty. Flat. Dead.
You can tell which reality you’ve chosen not by how it looks, but by how it feels.
It’s the energy that speaks what’s true.
You can make a ton of ‘empty’ money.
Have plenty of ‘empty’ sex.
Work countless ‘empty’ hours.
Recite plenty ‘empty’ I love yous.
But what’s the fucking point?
How about money, sex, time and love
that’s dripping with truth,
and overflowing with YOU.
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Overcompensating With Words (An Essay)
in Energetics, Mentoring, Shit Stack, Makin Moves, Essays, Death, Words
It’s never about the words themselves.
It’s about the energy sourcing them.
Which is why someone can speak or write the most beautiful piece, but you still can’t feel a thing.
It’s flat.
It’s dead.
It’s from the mind.
Not the being.
From a concept.
Not lived truth.
It’s overcompensating with words,
for what has yet to be touched.
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You Don't Need Closure (An Essay)
When you let a situation ‘bleed out’ (come to its natural and inevitable conclusion), you choose not to touch it because it doesn’t require an intervention.
It’s not avoidance.
It’s knowing through discernment.
It’s staying where it’s true.
Not remaining where it’s flat.
And…
It’s not true that you need ‘closure’.
To wrap things up.
To contrive an end point, just so you can say it’s done.
It’s done the moment it flatlines.
Anything beyond that is just more of that.
No need to state the obvious.
Or bring it back to life.
Just stay where it’s most alive,
as everything dead falls away.
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The Energetic Flatline (An Essay)
in Energetics, Makin Moves, Human Dynamics, Essays, Lovers, Death
The end point of any experience occurs when it feels flat / dead / empty / void of any charge.
Which has nothing to do with the person or the situation itself - it’s just the energetic cue that it’s time to play elsewhere (not necessarily physically) because a new scene is about to take place.
Yet most stay where it’s energetically dead with the hopes of bringing an expired experience back to life.
Imagining that something or someone matters more than honouring the current truth.
Hence, the flatline.
Because the end / the command / the brilliant move was missed.
And…
To ignore the cue of right now,
for any reason,
for anyone,
is to immediately diminish the quality of your experience.
Which is why it’s better to seamlessly move from one activated moment to the next by not hopping off the ride, than to try to bring something dead back to life.
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Saved By The Sparkles (An Essay)
Someone on the sidewalk screaming to no one in particular and everyone all at once:
“I’m fucking angry and I’m ready! I’m going to kill you all!”
Looks at me:
“Not you. You look beautiful. Have a great day.”
#savedbythesparkles
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Non-Inclusive (Mandy Bite)
My pieces are not inclusive.
I speak to the bold.
The brave.
The hungry (for death).
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