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update: 09/07/2025

HI FRANDS :)

if you have any feedback / ideas i’d love to hear it so i can better serve my audience as well as advertise myself to the world

LA LUNE / ELLE EST TRÈS BELLE CE SOIR / CACHANT DERRIÈRE DES NUAGES

*sighs moodily in french*

don’t forget to howl at the moon folks, even if it’s just a lil baby one to yourself in your bedroom in your pjs all cozied up like a rollypollybug

¡¡¡¡ society can’t stop us from communing with nature / radical joy / authentic self !!!!

some gratitude towards this week

  • autism in story! and frogs! (at the end of newsletter)
  • sharing a new song-being who floated out of me
  • walking around at night peddling songs to strangers new friends
  • stranger new friend singing ME beautiful maritime songs
  • basking in the radiant energies of full moon / lightning in a cemetery
  • bathing in the warmth of peace / love / coziness at friend’s home
  • connecting with friends new / old in new / old ways
  • some word-beings asking to be honored through storage in the body (memorization) – what a delightful process to practice in love
  • more oral pieces uploaded to this lovely website-friend
  • the continual manifestation / reception of universal surrendering – visions of possible futures of healing / travel / nomad / movement / transfer / translation / transition / flight
  • laughter long / hard / loud / full / vibrant
  • you :)

the most supportive thing you can do is keep following, share the website with a friend, and be yourself :)

this week

homepage / website
added weekly ISH updates section, moved things around a bit for easier flow. re-organized some of the backend categories and stuff and things

poetry / spoken-word

land

the stars love us

this word-being would like to set the scene before you connect with them

they request you take a moment of silence

picture the stars above in the great expanse

hold our star-friends in your mind / heart / spirit

remember what it feels like to be held by sky-friend

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listen to spoken-word-friend by clicking here

the stars love us
¿ did you know ?
they remember
we are
star stuff
far more
than us

the stars love us
¿ did you know ?
you can talk
to them
if you try
if you
listen

the stars love us
¿ did you know ?
they sent you
just you
a message
in light
in sound
in reverberating frequency
that does not defy time
but flies through it
with careful planning
deliberate intention
and the cosmic force of love
a message
for you
just you

¿ can you hold that ?
¿ can you possibly comprehend ?
a message
for you
just you
they wrote it
and put it in a bottle
and floated it downstream
a million million years ago
because they knew
they know
that’s how long it takes
because they knew
they know
you are worth the trouble
you are worth it

¿ can you hold that ?
¿ can you possibly comprehend ?
the sheer weight
of their love
the gravitational pull
of a hug
from a star

—twentysix august twothousandzerohundredstwentyfive

song

land

two little birds

🎵 click here to listen to song-friend 🎵

two little birds, sittin, in a tree
hoppin all around, as happy as can be
singin, and dancin, floatin in the green
they looked at each other, like you looked at me

those little birds don’t know what’s in store
life’s been good to them, but you never can be sure
and they remember a time, upon the forest floor
when they were scared, and alone

they were born in spring you see and summer’s at the fore
the wind back then felt wild and free, life’s an open door
they spread their wings to fly with glee, a moment, they soared
and tumbled down down down down down

darkness — all around
lost now — never found
hear them — on the ground
weeping silently

two little birds, sittin, in a tree
hoppin all around, as happy as can be
singin, and dancin, floatin in the green
they look at each other, like you look at me

those little birds don’t know what’s in store
life’s been good to them, and there’s always room for more
so they remember a time, upon the forest floor
when they were scared and alone

they feel the change of air and leaves, frost upon the shore
they know it’s time to set to sea, to chart a steady course
they spread their wings to fly with glee, together, they soar
into the unknown

how quickly we have grown
into the unknown

—eighteen september twothousandzerohundredstwentyfour

long-form series

tiny gorgeous frogs
#1 out of ???
in radical support of autism

my lens on the autistic / neurodivergent experience. an expansive / compassionate view on the beauty / strength / function / purpose of autism

listening to death
#2 out of 13
learning from vulnerability

these posts are the completed series of what i had been writing / intending to share to build visibility / support, though i was quickly too overwhelmed to keep posting publicly. expect deep spirituality, big feelings, heavy painful emotion, universal love, and radical permission

Healing Drew