I’ve decided to get tough and work with an inherent quirk: self sabotage.
I’ve given it an ultimatum.
I’ve been quiet-ish and random (on here )because I’ve been a busy bee working on fulfilling my true passions.
Here’s a brief check in about what I’m currently doing in my life – I’, encouraging me to look after myself with kindness and make myself happy.
I equate privilege and wealth with inner happiness – This is my currency for lasting happiness.
I’m embracing all my connections to get my life sorted and reach my goals.
I’m still here and I will use whatever it takes to.. ahem.
break on through to the other side………. thanks Jim Morrison
I’m doing my final year with my Masters, I’m embracing life as a single parent. Reclaiming my life and merging multiple passions/goals of mine:
Don’t count on other people ‘to pat you on the back’ . Be your own mascot , cheer yourself on. Create silver linings out of stormy days. Use a hurricane life event to take stock , re evaluate.re- define, and acquire new skills and materials to start over.
Rely on yourself. Don’t rely on other people to make you feel validated. Focus on the bigger picture and leave short term fixes to a minimun.
I think many people give so much of their energy to others. I also thinks many people give very little to others .
I think it’s time we should be kind to ourselves too
I stand by my belief that nobody can define me :
I’ve re defined my ‘black sheep’ role in my family and society – I am not a sheep.
Being selfish is not a negative word. It’s necessary for self development, growth to help us become more productive ,and to pursue our goals This often means, listening carefully to our inner self , Don’t flinch or run away from change. Embrace change and fear. Don’t be afraid of success.
This blog is/has always been for me . ( I believe in sharing what makes me happy) because it may help others.
I strive to be authentic and to never be a “sell out”.
I support creativity. I believe every human being and species is/are creative. We need to explore a variety of ways to express ourselves. I am finally merging my passions. My new page will be a regular addition to ‘the willows’ ( everyone is welcome)
I’m finally reciprocating with the people who seek me out and who I respect. The people I feel are living the dream: being true to themselves .
I’m finally in a position to support and share creative individuals content who I think are G.O.A.T.
What is this G.O.A.T. Miss Daisy ?
G,reatest O.f A.ll Time a hit , number one, in competition with nobody but themselves, self defined, not afraid to stand alone or connect, original, authentic, generous ,understands wealth and privilege is not about being rich in a monetary context or about wanting to be famous for superficial reasons.
DAISY WILLOWS – ME
anacronym for G.reatest O.f A.ll T.ime
Michael Jordan is the G.O.A.T.
I love to research. I’m naturally curious to understand other cultures, people and inform myself. In a random research session, I discovered #wordsmatters
I’m moving forwards.
Finally, I am taking direction from Life’s sign posts.
A moment of serendipity sealed the ultimatum to focus more on myself and the people in my life who matter. People who make me feel good. This will make more sense when I’m ready to go public with it.
I’ve been joking about giving people pet goats for gifts/presents for over two years.
This is a gift I give to myself.
Why the obsession with Goats, Daisy?
I admire goats. It’s my new archetype. Goats are smart, can climb trees ,they are cute
Bah! I continue to be upfront ,self defined, and always march to my beat.
I remain passionate about self expression and my ongoing personal self development project/s.
Time to get back to life.
Live for yourself . Be so happy that you become a person who makes others feel happy.
Thanks you to LindaG.Hill for the daily word prompt: ULTIMATUM and all bloggers on WordPress. Shout out to all the people I’m in contact with -(here and in my private life).
who support me ,
encourage me ,
critise me or judge me ( I have love for you all)
to embrace fear!
Live for today. Count your blessings.
Use your skills to become happier and live up to being authentic to your Self.
I’m a connecter. I like to connect , help, share and learn.
What are you afraid to do?
What kind of person are you?
What makes you truly happy ?
Keep a watch out for a new feature to my blog. It’s inspired by the idea of making life less convoluted . 😉
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Be a bad ass
roll around under grey skies — make out the back of a conservative party littering the sky with trials of rhetoric crass.
This is Glastonbury.
Where would you choose to land for a stay in paradise ?
Choose to land in a vessel with a bunch of optimists — no happy clappers — crossing themselves — for having faith in an ecclesial being.
Cause and effect
Late riser — godspeed little Jahew.
The hare won the final battle — drop a batch of cat nip into that speed walker in denial of its ferocity.
Dandelion mascots roar out visions of men staking out fresh empires.
Peach ,Melba , NICE custard, vanilla —the world we live in is an incovenient truth .
Mirror your actions.
Rebel military children — turn left when the governments urge you to turn to the right.
Enfant terribles flash a revolutionary selfie.
Write a summary of your own investigations.
Be the girl that silenced the world for 5 minutes.
Nebulous globules whitewash by contactless autocratic judgment.
Nixon – made jokes about an assassination.
Impeach my derriere in circular tinned seats — rest will fully for the sign cursive —
at what point did we misunderstand that a squelch is a tall order we’ve asked our hyper sensory earthling dwellers to endure.
Lament for nerves of each slow death of crustacean .
Wilful blindness — what degree of spirit level have you leaned into for crucification ?
Modern times call for a no nail nails celebration
Yellow roses indicate a gesture of friendship without the illusion that life can’t be avoided by sudden pricks.
Little but often — tolerance build up mops up all tears of solo inaction.
It’s not just me syndrome – Abandon the anti virus inoculation .
Germ free assholes plugging open mic for their 5 minutes.
colour of bleach – distress call driven to cling to the skirtboards.
Times picked up a pace
where even physics misunderstands sound waves
not even titled planet’s children’s pleas of ‘when will we get there?’ get’s an echo
unless played in reverse.
Influx of Catholics priests leaving trails of 30 year old pubic hairs
Twisted grey – Sexualised souls.
Perhaps a few of those clams had a chance to spit out a pearl.
The walrus put a stop to that .
Mother nurses her brooding loss over a swim in a tank of gin on the rocks.
7 days it took to rise to this state of rant ism effectual verbalism.
Ginger tea dispelled the myth that my expectations were indeed too great for a scorching third degree inquisition.
Latin languages pour waxen lyrics into my ear—honey orgasms.
dada ism and punk causes vertigo to incite a tremour of silence-
Delirium tilts my glasses askance –
I’m living in world of dirty ole bastards spitting out words that rhyme with a shimmy shammy.
Take me to the broadway headline
“she’s back in business now. “
Malefactions disorders under control not by the kaiser state nor the twelve step oracle of fate.
Sobriety comes from a just say no policy.
Hermits don’t need a chorus of you can do it supporters.
matter over what’s on the mind
Mind over what matters.
we are family.
chanting — watch your latest DNA protege win the race to the finish post with that line in mind
Mystic seance offering continental table wine and loafs of bread of support —
the language of OOK. I cannot support.
Soft ware programmes for orang-utans. –
Let words never lose their meaning
Sometimes we think we want to be understood
but remember how much more fun it is to have a few — put in their unoppressive input.
Sincerely lost all three egos to a winter in Calcutta’s harshest snow.
Climate change —
mood change — the moon has landed-
No body saw the side of Trump the media is willing to show
Messing about with a’ little boy’ – innocently having fun..
No king of the castles and dirty rascals
Competition lay in who laughed the loudest.
A couple of dying stars gave birth to a twin set — millions of light years away
Name requests required to ascertain their current deformity.
Theseus and Selene
Godparents put up a banquet on a strip arrested by brazen lights .
Bring your best boulder and limbo moves — Caesers palace requests a baptism of fire breathing adornments.
There she goes- walking in sharp angles
Anorexic nervosa Dion mustard sings-
all by myself —
stop throwing up regurgitated chunks of emotion.
Men don’t understand the biochemistry off set brewing under three layers of endocrine.
Lunatics stain sheets with blood –
Curly sue inphallicaly dismissed for a promotion to children balloon entertainer on grounds of not measuring up to histories greatest.
Still humming to the blues -all I want is my equality.
Mother Earth – in shah Allah
– poke,me ,turn me , burn me, piss on me, spread faeces-
defacate plastic attacks and call it Art.
The magic money tree belongs in the book of Exodus
A club house anthem – dropped by a basket -case , sudden short-lived career change by MC Moses .
Liar liar — some morals get the thumbs up for their choice in cider.
Live, love – consider the Joshua tree
Crush on Dick in vintage van’s and full Dycke.
supercalafragalistic expealdocious attunes to the one man band who sees the sultry feline in that cat caught on the other side of the brawl – with her weave on AWOL
One painted fingernail cannot make up for not being able to fist with the patriarchy
How low can this weed go?
Look around – inspiration doesn’t fall far from Gayes grapevine .
Are we to trust all we hear via a grapevine or take it as a given that nobody up to any good will walk away unstained –
Indeed feet offend an entire continent predominantly ahead of the pack .
- Stream of consciousness with a few word verifacartion included
*Inspired by daily human observation*
Citizens arrest a seizure
exploding out of her chest
Detest the demise of optimism- look aT that crumpled face
Raging carnival trying to stay straight
‘Nature welcomes me’
Though not blinded by an attempt on her savage drinking spree.
Moments owned in contemplation
Detest she caught a Jack Wills scent immersed is his idealised rave nation.
How many t – issues to imbibe.
Called her his inbred so he could remain high
No mirror to attest to the beauty she finds.
searched google maps for Scalifax’s finest hearth.
Should she lay down to rest?
Wait for a sudden epiphany?
Her mind can’t take twocker ignition games from kids still wet behind the ears,
straggling their momma’s rancid pyjamas
Searching for a place to settle in between her knees.
Scrumpy Jack persona
Is she really a cut above the estate who try to convince her they have answers to all the clues?
She’s not like them.
This species are not her brethren.
English cider tasters of blood from a irrefutable provider
Knock heads against tombstones and concrete walls.
Green-eyed,Winkie slept behind a grill gate to keep out the flybys.
Vulnerable heart -veil lifted from day one.
Chinese whispers of some busy blasted scum
Common decency leaves the palm of her hand -slaps a face hard – its body turns
enthralled at the chance to appear overly occupied.
Enjoy chillled !at 6 percent
Bad move to guide to her to her own whereabouts
She paid for her own calm connotation.
Guideline on how to avoid walking into a web of sin
Tanned face betrays that her heart hasn’t felt akin.
There’s nothing of substance behind the beer goggled eyes.
smoke a roll up
take a sip of the brew that simulates a disguise of content.
She’s not one to say she’s any better than these numbed, train fare skivers
Fun when a teenager…..
Numbers on the increase –
She thinks they should at least have figured out how to suit up and boot up
Yes, use your all your ties.
Bound up in this place of besmirching death
Positive energy sniffing up the vibes
conflicted as the amish addicted to meth
Red ant crawling up her thigh
more focused than most humans she has the pleasure to relate to
One mighty jump off this stony hearth would not be
how she would want end her life
Sun in her heart
Moon never far to seduce her into a twisted cadence with
legs defiantly apart.
‘The settle’ calls her home – shrieks filled with the ego of the Saint Lies -a Spinne.
What business has she pollinating with the bees?
It’s her playground too.
She won’t let the bastards inject their humdrum existence –
unleash their quiet, unpalatable disease.
Point fingers at an indecipherable colour or sound
The ku klux clan live but one gate from the smack head who sleeps with the blood hound.
Remove these walls ineffectively
Family values, Adams apple samples the hit of threes company too
Humour her, she never preached to know every pelvic beat.
Extend a hand
that one gaze will settle reflectively
Don’t make another feel uneasy
Solely because it’s you who feels Queasy.
Smirking at them playing it cool
Do they think she is a brassic , court jester fool?
Indulge them she does.
but only because she knows the truth
They live a life that’s ambiguously impenetrable.
The difference between the simple life and herself ?
An open mind.
Sentiments branded on her – costs three lifetimes in wages to wear her kind of fashion.
Attempts at making her feel she is wrong and potentially illiterate.
It’s beyond a joke – she plays naive – she knows they are a hoax
She treads through a land full of tossers
Pity not more of them get fired off into a land of terrorist moshers.
This drink was an attempt at a pitch
It’s not her style.
brewed up to tease pacman eating jack and jills in a ditch .
Irate she saw integrity in one other smothered core.
Ineffectual – yapping up intoxicated mummies three day old pyjamas.
Think it’s an accomplishment to shove her mistrials in front of her face?
How many more fuck you’s and put up’s must to deal with?
Momma doesn’t need their drama’s?
The issue with people who stick together in stitches
is that without an audience -without a chase
they will dangle that carrot
especially when their life is on the down
squinting them into the glitch.
They need her kind more than her kind needs theirs .
Empty out the contents of a full can of scrumpy poison
One factor in blurring all boundaries.
Is it fair to intoxicate nature with man -made hootch?
She’s repulsed – she sees them all their stark naked form
such is her clarity
who to label as a warning ‘ there goes another douche’ ?
ethics, medics, system of values- it’s an appeal to their humanity.
Need to get out
Get out of this space
She can see she’s playing into this heinous fate.
She makes her rules
She breaks the rules
only because she knows them so well- lets state she knows how to present the look of
I’m off my face
Temptation heel to her command
She regrets inaction of strength she usually ordains
only this time she lacks
Fuck it , she is done with the cloud of visual mace
She’ll get hammered at a location ,
on her request,
Can she have a mirror?
Third eye awaken to the true head case.
Photocredit Francessa woodman