I’ve summoned my skeletons, and they’ve appeared. …But the rest is up to me. I have to enter the fray. Fuuuuck. I was Dad’s signature. Always. In the end I … Continue reading Batmish, it’s time. Dammit. Dammit, dammit, dammit. DAMN IT.
With Mom, you had to pay proper attention. Almost superhuman attention. But she understood that Wisdom doesn’t go on sale. There’s no bargain basement priced Wisdom. If you want Wisdom, you must pay Wisdom’s price. And you pay by paying attention.
I was not always called Serene, although it is my legal name. For the first five years of my life I was Tami. This is the name I first heard myself called; it is the name I first learned to write.
A completely unnecessary – but quick version of my first unnecessary “DON’T” dance post. In looking at this from as close to a 3rd-person Point of View -[POV] – I … Continue reading Let’s Do It This Way (“DON’T” for non-dancers)
Not so fucking easy and with the nerve damage there’s a bunch I have to change up; god, I realize now how deceptively easy it looks, but it is not. … Continue reading Finally tackling the damn “DON’T” dance
Went from James Brown to of course, the rip-off evolutions – Michael Jackson/Elvis Presley down through what is still the now only intimidating dance in my existence, Ed Sheeran’s official “Don’t” video … Continue reading How Serene Gets Distracted (it’s for the best in this case)
Perfection And the model every other performance of any kind, throughout recorded history begins with.
DO YOU SEE IT? LOOK CLOSER it’s been there all along I’ve been there all along all you have to do is SEE