Bell - Sino

Cooking Open Brain Shells Spell

(For "Doctors" That Can't Take a -No- For An Answer From Their Lucid/Artistic/Creative/Loving Patients)

~As I walk by the beach that once was covered in crude oil and I pick up the shells full of meat to cook and eat as I have done so many times as a child, I think of what my guides have in store for me... I wonder what they are up to, today.~

I find them one by one and I'm not counting because I remember how many times I dreamed of doing that with my children, Beatriz and Lukas... I once felt so proud of my simple and magic world... I could find food inside hard shells and that was always fascinating to me...

When I get back to my improvised office, I find out that ~I brought with me exactly 20 of them...

I brought an empty shell too and I placed it on my guide's alter...

My Guide Thanked Me And We Felt Glad For What We've Found...~

Then, I got a phone call from someone that I know for many years and she insists in ignoring my claims about everything that has happened to me and my family for many years now...

It makes me so sick, all I want is to puke with disgust and anger...

So, guided by my loving fairies, I cooked the brains of the "Dr.'s" obsessed with their own ideas that I do not have guides, much less that I am allowed to talk to them and hear what they have to say...

Ironically, a profession based on the ability to listen to your patients and understand their needs on a profound level, these so called "doctors" are totally incapable of doing exactly that. All the while that they continue to use yours and mine art/creativity/spells/sensibility/stories and trades to feed their sick ego's...

~I ate their brain's matter and it had no seasoning. 

At such point of my degustation, I heard my cousin's voice saying that the brain that the "Dr." will eat, before he dies, tastes much better...~

Bon Appétit!

Djanine Putin

August 30th 2022

P.S. I Hate You

Carnaval and Halloween

(Listening To NF Real Music - Outcast)

Carnaval and Halloween

Self-Respect, what a tricky thing.
Are we tricking or treating ourselves?
Denying longings or embracing them?
They're there for a reason,
Clarity or confusion.
Would you not share your candy?
What's Halloween for if not to remind us that "sweetness" is a part of it?
How innocent to sweeten the cravings of our children...
Even if only for a day.
They grow up to forget what's like to taste chocolate without a care in the world...
Then somehow we eat it and hide it from them, so they don't indulge.
Yeah, controlling to control what we Love and "forget".
Chocolates turn into cigarettes, serious conditions, fake remedies...
Charity is the reason you share your candy or do you trade it like children do?
Have you gathered all of your "goodies" yet? What else is missing?
Children aren't concerned with the "value" of it but,
Their own earnings and preference in taste.
There seems to be enough for everyone, and next year they will do it again, gladly.
Wearing Masks as if then they have permission to be "different".
Their fantasies allowed at least once a year.
Cute, practicing wearing it for the rest of their adult lives but,
No fantasy is there, and no candy to earn and trade then...
Some of us never experienced the practice.
School thought us to "smile" for "business" instead.
Halloween is the trick there...
Carnaval is no different and we dress up, we play along, we wait for it.
Maybe it's the other way around.
Maybe everyday is a Circus and on Carnaval and Halloween we can finally be ourselves,
At least some of us will...
A forgotten favorite character,
Caricature of Fragments we deny the rest of the "time".
(Never minding, collected and perfectly "normal selves" acting better than Actors...)
How ironic!
Acting to remind us we are acting.
Mocking our innocence everyday, we are.
Learning to mock it better tomorrow - if we couldn't mask it well today.
"Crazy"- subject to the one day of the year we "allow" it to be or not be...
Any other day and it's "okay" to pretend.
I wonder if "our kids" are confused, embarrassed or tricking us too...
Are they really "fools" and oblivious to our "schizophrenic masks"?
Meanwhile, I Wonder what I'll be for Halloween.
Tricking and Treating myself to some Pumpkin,
Falling leaves I Love and Caffeine...

-Dja Putin