Hair Is Gray And The Firers Are

So, You Can Make Me Come, That Doesn't Make You Jesus.

Do We Soon Forget The Things We Cannot See?

I Call That God The Little G. Because The God That We've Been Worshipping Is Not To Me The Supreme Creator. Anybody Who Needs To Control And Make People Feel Ashamed. . .it's Like, 'i Send My Only Begotten Son. . .' Well You Know, That Concept Of Sending A Son Where We As Women Could, Like, Breastfeed Him And Give Him Milk, But He's Not Gonna Soil His Dinky With Us? What's That All About?

We All Get Intimidated By Showing Ourselves, For Whatever Reason, We Think, If I Really Show Who I Am, And Someone Goes [pfftt] Then It's Gonna Crush Me. Well, It's Not Gonna Crush Me. It Doesn't Crush You If Somebody Does That- Somebody Will Do That. Many Times. And Once You Accept That That's Not Why You're Doing It, You're Doing It Because That's Your Form Of Expression.

To Heal The Wound, You Have To Go Into The Dark Night Of The Soul.