Do not love recklessly

I learned that the most dangerous heart is that which does not know what love entails but carelessly ensnares another.
I learned that the most dangerous heart is from one that claims to love you earnestly but without commitment; bolts with the wind when reality sets in and finds the object of affection less favourable than its ideals or set expectations.
I learned that the most dangerous heart is that which can change in a heartbeat and discard another ruthlessly - numb, with no care of how painful, traumatic and heartbreaking it would be.
I learned that words of love are so good to hear and it is prudent not to trust them. These can just be words without any meaning.
I learned that people you love most can be the ones to not mind turning your world upside down and leave you out hanging to dry.
I learned that love is a choice and a commitment to an imperfect person. It is complete acceptance of both light and darkness.
I learned that love is a journey of happy and wholehearted compromises. We can't always have all the qualities and conditions we look for but we can choose to learn and appreciate our differences; motivate each other for the better.
Believe in love but DO NOT LOVE RECKLESSLY.
- Charis Gaye Dagoc

beauty and brains

To say you like something, to say you love something, exposes you and your emotions/feelings/feels--it makes you vulnerable.

Scopophilia, the joy of looking.

To admit we like something, puts us in a fragile state. If we are to admit we like something, from our sexual energy, the stakes are higher. To love to look at sexy things puts us in a temporary state fragility--which could leave us broken, or fulfilled.

Only in a state of openness can we receive light, but it can also allow in the darkness.

To admit to a person or enigma that we love their look, or by extension, them, we are opening a part of ourselves--it is a phenomenal gift of presence and energy. If that enigma or person, does not like us back--it hurts... If that enigma or person is then critical of us, for our feelings, we feel attacked--and more, profoundly wounded if we let this criticism to enter our psyche, heart, and ego... because we were open.... because we were open....

Perhaps that is why we tend to, as a population, love dumb blondes, or muscle without brains--dumb and pretty. They are not a threat to us. We can desire them and like them without risking criticism. We can relish in our scopophilia without worry or woe. It keeps us in power.

This is, of course, not revolutionary, nor is it an aspect of love...this is an aspect of greed and ego... this is why beauty and brains tend to scare us so much.... this is why beauty and brains are banished to the fringe, or pushed behind glass and into the shadows.....but I sense there is of course more to unpack....

Naked

I need you to be naked.
I need you to be more naked than you have ever been.
I need you to be naked in nature.
And I need you to be naked in public.
I need you to be naked in the club.
And I need you to be naked in the library.
Resist the need to be nude, strive for the naked.
Only in the naked, away from the allure of seduction, towards vulnerability and openness, will you find the precious glitter you have starved yourself of...
I need you to be naked.
So that you no longer need to be hungry.

--A message from the Glitter Shaman

revolution and mitote

I wonder, think, if mitote is a dance process of decolonization, isn't that then just an idea of revolution of the self. Is decolonization just revolution? Or is it something else, more varied, different? Is revolution stronger? is Mitote more specific? How do I negotiate these terms so that they can begin to enact labor for futurity that is much more beautiful than our current lackluster affairs....

find it

When the world seems cold
And wind stands still
You must see beyond the light
Into the grey
Devour the darkness
Beneath the pieces of glass
And ashes of burnt greens
You will find it
And it will sparkle

--A Message from the Glitter Shaman

trust

"The more insane you become, the more I can trust you." -- A message from the Glitter Shaman

cute couple

"This idea of a "cute couple" ... or "loving boyfriends" has become bitter... the fantasy I once had has deteriorated... scraps of paper burning and molding simultaneously of a poem I once wrote for you of a love we never had..... Anger and disgust at the fake and happenstance love of those hugging-posing to the picture taker, hoping they look cute..... Honest love is not on instagram or facebook, it is in that memory where we sat in silence, alive, healthy..... it was not poison that i yearned for, but a simple photograph of a distraction I fucked and tasted--two dementional shadow of my four demential cock and head... mind washed in the sea of emotion... a desert is just as pure and benevolent... in the burning of the papers, I see the flames of passion, and the purified smoke, lead my eyes to the stars, and the fading moon... so this is life my dear sweet one... {Neither ascent nor decline. Except for the point, the still point, There would be no dance, and there is only the dance. I can only say, there we have been: but I cannot say where. And I cannot say, how long, for that is to place it in time}." --A Comment from Prince Devin Lauren Van Cartier