Don’t Be a Cunt

Don’t Be A Cunt!

 

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To be human is to be the sharpest blade…ever.

 

I don’t give any real fucks about your politics, religion, gender, sexuality, racial ignorance, self-pity, or ego…

How do you love? How do you and how will you, treat every creature upon this Earth?

Everything else is human waste, regurgitation, poison, and needless suffering for all.

I love myself because I tell myself so…I embrace the deathly sharp blade of  “Why the fuck are we even here!?” existence because it actually makes a difference.

Love baby, love. Bleed it out of your pores and soak the soil!

~Julia-Anne Crow (DarkRose) 1/13/2019

 

 

 

 

 

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Stop. Please.

Just Stop the Madness!

“Not every human creature upon our earth is beautiful, unique, and/or priceless. Please stop spreading the empty sentiments. Some people are priceless, unique, and beautiful. Many more, so it seems, are not. Lying to yourselves and the rest of the world is just laziness on your part. It’s easier (currently) to believe empty, unproven sentiment than it is to put the hard work into becoming unique, beautiful (in all its incarnations), priceless, and your own truest person.

Go ahead, I dare you to spread the actual truth instead of the accepted false verity that abounds. Oh my, how unpopular you will become. I should know!!! Lol. The hard truths are quite difficult (that’s an understatement) for Mankind to incorporate into their self-evolution or lack thereof.

Please, try harder, in all things. Life is pain. Period. Alas, it is also beyond amazing…if you choose to make it so and put in the effort to evolve.”
~Julia DarkRose Caples
Copyright 2018, “A Kaleidoscope of Butterflies”
**All Photographs were taken by Julia DarkRose Caples, and are copyrighted. Thank you.**

Go Boldly, Find and Understand Self-Worth

I am grateful to be able to have tangible reminders of where I came from, what I help create, and all the actual blood, sweat, and tears. The twists, curls, curves, rambles, and wandering within every step of my way.

I am also grateful to have the wisdom to know when it is time to embrace the new day. Time to transform and to take my blood, sweat and tears, boldly into a new world. The world that I am now able to see and find beauty and worth in, out, under, over, and through. Besutu and worth pulsating inside its every cell.

And that is that. It is what it is. Nature is fucking phenomena chaos and I will never waste it on NOT transcending, moving forward, and learning to embrace every stage that Life in all Her unknowable (at this time) intelligence hath created.

I look back, often, at what I created, what I help create, what I changed and what I help change, and remember the sparkling winding red river of life that I chose to drink from…now an empty riverbed. I do not mourn, or whine, or attack others because the brilliant crimson vein has dried up. No, I simply appreciate the sparkling winding red river that I choose to drink from now.

Here are some pics, not even a sliver of what I did and where I came from, representing that once dazzling ruby river…now a dried, cracked, unable to support life, empty bed filled with tourists.
~Julia DarkRose Caples

Wanderlust

An excerpt from the current chapter I am writing for my newest literary alchemy-

“A Kaleidoscope of Butterflies.”

Chapter ?
“wanderlust”
My wanderlust allowed me to break free, at the very young age of twelve years old, from living inside that bubble, that early dying instead of living, gilded cage. You know the one. The one that (most) parents and societal ignorance wanted to keep me tethered to, that forever home, looking out the windows provided to me for my “safety” but truly a trap, eventually, a prison of my own design.

So, with shoes on my feet, a shirt on my back and a mind ignorant of the badness that lived in the wide, wide, world, I tricked my prison guards, unlocked (stole the keys while eating dinner in the mess hall) that ridiculously tall door that surely weighed two-thousand pounds or more and made my great escape!

Into the bright but rainy day I slipped away from all that I had ever known and from a very real understanding of being safe and taken care of, just so I could help the world see (what I could so easily see….all the fucking time!) that our formatted lives from birth, are only a house of corrections, some decorated with the finest silk and plush carpets, and some bare bones and dilapidated, yet, still an impound, a confine, a garden to look at and sit down in, but don’t you dare touch it and/or kick up some dirt and roll around in it! And so, I slipped away out into the second taste of true freedom (I had to free my mind first!) I had ever known.

More important than the hows, whys, and wheres of my wanderlust, is, while I followed my heart and each transformation of my being to and fro, near and far, is what did I leave behind and what did I take with me, each and every time.

How did I change those whose path I wandered onto and how did they change me?

Everything we are ever taught is ultimately bullshit. Everything turns back into the soil from which we came. No one leaves this life differently than anyone else. We all die. We are gone. All that we chose to become has turned back into dust. What do we leave behind that actually matters? Is it great works of art? Is it your religion? Is it your beliefs? Is it your Social Media status? Is it a subculture? Is it a government? Is it power? Is it grand architecture? What is it that we really leave behind?

It is how did we love.

How do you love?
~Julia DarkRose Caples
Copyright 2018

Only Human?

“I’m only human, after all. ”
Correction…
“After all, I’m human, fuck yeah, bitches! ”

To be human, regardless of which kind, is a spectacular gift, no matter your belief system or lack thereof.

We must first understand our own humanity before we attempt to understand any other aspects of ourselves and/or our world. Yes?
~Julia DarkRose Caples

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Living Courageously

You can apply this to almost any part of your life. You must do that which scares you, sometimes that which scares you the most. My entire life has been very, very, scary, on many different levels. It is so ingrained in me now that if I’m not facing hardship, disaster, horror, or cruelty from others, I think that something is wrong and I have to keep myself from trying to go and find trouble, LOL.

But this quote is the truth. You must, even if you get knocked down hard, do that in your life which scares you a little or even a lot. This you can absolutely trust me about. I am living proof of that which should have been dead and buried long ago, literally.

Have a wonderfully productive day…perhaps you will have a life changing day.

Living courageously is more than mere words in a Social Media post. You must actually know how to live…well. You must reach down deep inside and discover your courage.

~Julia DarkRose Caples

write courageously

Living Awake…is Pain…Do it Anyway!

For Ariel 2 WordPressI just want to take a moment and thank my children, Ariel Martin, Xray Teddy, and Andre Martin, for choosing to live their lives awake, no matter how painful that reality can be.

Our world…my world…is “blessed” by your choices to keep becoming that which you choose. Sometimes, people choose to become apathetic, ignorant (stay ignorant), delusional, live in a fantasy world, or just be a piece of shit…simply because it is easier.

Not you three. You challenge the worlds status quo constantly. You challenge my own self-defeating bullshit. I am beyond grateful and I love all of you beyond any conception of mundane parental love. In that, you can believe.

Thank you, respectively and humbly, not only as your mom but as a current resident upon this amazingly beautiful Earth.
~Mom/Julia DarkRose Caples

 

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