Its hard to know how to begin an explanation of ones journey as a FoolishPerson. Mines been marvelous. That of a Fool. Teetering on the edge of possibility until the purest inspiration of art I've ever seen flies me right off.
Excuse the exaggeration I'm a Scorpio. No fuck that, it has been that crazy, that utterly Magickal and for a a five foot welsh girl from Newport most fucking bizarre. My life has literally spun upside down, a result of my attempt to ensure that my daily life reflects my instinct. and whilst i love the universe for the gifts of change its pretty fucking hard to make reality catch up sometimes, I've been overcome with the urge to suddenly not care at all about money, a dangerous thought for anyone who spends their time with a sitar playing Bulgarian and a beautiful moon-child on a regular basis but hey welcome to FP.
A mirror to your soul. Days of illumination wrapped in the intent to change the world. As you may be able to tell I'm pretty excited, I am trying not to swear too much but that's how good it feels to be me right now. amongst all the craziness I've recently created for myself is this opportunity to communicate to anyone brave enough to really listen all the things we seem to be slowly slipping into utter ignorance over, the lines are becoming blurred my friends and it all just feels a little too fucked sometimes. I'm afraid I cant claim to have the answers though, but I'm well open to any suggestions, a collaborated manifesto, bring it.
Heres another beautiful thing im learning about FP, how the daily time we spend together is a true reflection of the instinct to want to wake the fuck up. How dare we inflict upon those who come to listen a journey we have yet to go down? thats just plain rude. you gotta try.
I think a part of me still holds a belief in human nature that most people tell me is idealistic and naive, but let me just share this thought with you. if we all caught ourselves in a mirror, truly caught ourselves in the mirror, trapped in the space of who you are and who you're meant to become, (in the words of Mr Harrigan), if we all open ourselves to revelations of endless possibility wouldnt some of all this shit stop? wouldnt the world be a better place? ever the idealist aimless, I just have more faith in trying than giving up and handing it over. Talks of fox hunting, pregnant rabbits being forced to run n tread mills to research exercise in pregnant women, and monkeys being tortured to test the effects of stress on their menstrual cycle. We've got the balance wrong, is it possible to evolve in the wrong direction? I dont know where we're going but we've got to start looking surely and if we all did that would it all not become a little kinder? just a little more compassionate for our entire wee planet.
So beautifully insignificant we may as well try all we can to keep it strong.
Wheres the harm in giving it a go?
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