The Rain: Monsoon in the Desert's Release Party

Undawnted’s Long Form poetry re-releases its epic narrative, The Rain: Monsoon in the Desert. 

The Rain is an epic poem. As the Sonoran Desert braces for another season of torrential rains, blowing dust, and microbursts, humans and creatures alike do anything to find shelter. 

 

An unlikely friendship forms between a woman and grasshopper. 

 

It's a poem like no other. 

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The Rain Update

Updated cover art and a page all by itself. The Rain should have a great time attracting poetry fans. 

The Rain: Monsoon in the Desert is a long tale in lyric form about the monsoon, storms, desert creatures, and a lone human looking out for Mother Earth's little lives. 

This poem is epic. 

Read more about The Rain here. 

Have a great and wonderful day!

Wants, Dreams, and Precious Stones

Most of this weekend I spent in bed. 

I guess I really did too much housework the other day. Hopefully, I can do dishes and vacuum tomorrow. I want to try and keep a schedule on cleaning tasks. 

I'm trying to stay inside when the geoengineering planes are out. They were again today. They flew in the clouds. I could see how the clouds collapsed after a while. 

It makes me so sad. I love weather. I love watching the fat clouds jaunt by in search of other clouds. I like watching storms form and how the rain splatters before it deluges. I miss the natural makings of my desert sky and climate. 

The sunset colors have changed. Orange is more pronounced instead of the delicate rose tints infused with citrines, sapphires, and rubies. How the imagination swirled with the coming of the stars. 

I wish to dream again. Dream in the colors I grew up with. Dream of sunsets and sunrises that shined and awoke the birds. 

I want to be outside, free and fully. I don't want to be afraid of uvc light. I don't want a sunburn at 74 degrees. I want to play. 

Shouldn't we all want to dream in the colors of precious stones? To see how the Earth wears hers at dusk and dawn? I do. Mother Earth should be able to wear her crown jewels any time she likes... 

One day, I hope that she can trade in the laboratory created gems of chemical death for those precious dreams in colors that feed our imaginations.

Not Another Sick Day with Sick Skies

I'm home. I'm in and out of bed. I am sore.

I did way too much yesterday, but hey, the house looks pretty good! I don't. 

That's okay with all the chemical lines in the skies and smelly clouds, I don't belong outside or doing any type of exercise. I'm better off taking it easy today. Tomorrow, we'll see. 

Being so sick that it has disabled me for life makes me fluent in many areas of study: medicine, chemistry, naturopathy, homeopathy, and environmentalism. Obviously, I am not licensed because I am unable to go to school, but I know enough to understand what is happening to me and in the world around me. 

That, and I'm just smart... on the days I can be. ;) 

So when I say I am concerned about something, it's usually more than that. I am really scared and I'm not sure what I can do about it. If I run around screaming the sky is falling, the sky is falling... well, no one is going to listen to me, are they?

I know some people have already rolled their eyes about my lines in the sky topic, which are toxic chemicals eating away at our ozone and releasing methane gas from the Antarctic ice sheets creating a real life doomsday scenario.

But you can't say anything or you are a crazy person. 

I am part science and part art. I understand well enough that Earth is in trouble and no one seems to be doing anything about it but making the problem worse. Spraying chemicals in the atmosphere is making whatever the government is afraid of much, much worse.

This direct assault on the world impacts me. Since Phoenix has been under a non-stop spraying directive for the past 6 to 8 weeks, I haven't been breathing too well. I'm not alone in this reaction. Normal people in all of the western world are dying of heart failure, respiratory diseases, immune reactions, and liver/renal failure. So, it's just not me.

What to do? Stand up. When you see the lines in the sky, say something, to anyone. I do. I ask what the hell that's for and what I found out when I looked it up on the internet, which is all true. It's not safe anywhere on the planet because somewhere in our government someone though this spraying was a good idea. 

Not by a long shot.

I may not have all these degrees, but I have common sense. Messing with Mother Earth is not smart, and it's not any government's right. 

So if you get a chance to read some of my articles on the VDP Gazette, make sure you watch the lecture by Dane Wigington. Then you will understand why I am so concerned... i.e., frightened as hell.

Because if the government is trying everything to lock us down, create a police state, and build bunkers and underground shelters for themselves... it would be because they know it's coming down, it's their fault, and we're going to start after the culprits.

So have a great Valentine's Day and remember knowledge is power and positivity. You can't be an awesome person without the facts.

Have a great and wonderful day.