It’s so painful to be alive. Sometimes I want a bandaid for my whole being.

Violence in my yard. They broke all the heads off my goddess shiva statues and slashed torn my 5’ wall painting of her wonder. I painted her for years. Throw my pants around. Broke 6 solar lights and destroyed my spinners. Now that’s fing evil directed at me instead of the one who caused it.

Barbi is expressing dual feelings as she demands power shift.

Weirdness

Tess free Tesla a story of kid love in cold climates and relishes polish sausage.

Barbi reads from an academic paper giving her ideas a about the person Jesus as being part of a community and more. Process theology leaning on Alfred north whitehead

Tess free examines death questions trying to sort thru waves of emotions and eons of karmic sludge. AIDS 2015! I guess history continues to shock

From the friendship planning of a beautiful exit of a soul to the degrading madness of full on unmedicated untreated cancer exit of a wracked being

Tess free reads a true story of a friends’ passing and is met with horror and betrayal along the death journey of tiki a friend of 5 yrs.

Bari shares some instances where She had to stand up on my stiletto heels.