New beginnings, SINACRAZEDPEOPLE, Spill Your Heart Out

Last Nights Dream with a doodle

Last night I had a really intriguing dream that was muted. However, I was also able to get a sense of my surroundings, the words being mouthed to me, my emotions & the energy that surrounded me.

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I fell into a room. Right on a pallet next to a singing bowl. It hurt so I rubbed my back.

I was moving slower than normal stuck between feeling as if I were in space or underwater. I felt as if I were within both to be honest.

I felt suffocated as if I were drowning what is or isn’t. Something in my head expressed to me that my time would end due to the lack of oxygen I felt that I had there. So I sat on the pallet, banged on the singing bowl expecting sound but all I could see were the vibrations it emanated. This made my eyes widen & I felt a gush of warm air flow through me allowing me to somehow breathe again. I closed my eyes & let it take me around the room as we absorbed one another’s presence.

I opened my eyes & eventually realized I had been sitting in front of a window with this entity staring at me with blazing brownish orange yellow eyes reminding me of the sun. It was happy then angry then happy again as it pointed to the door. It mouthed something to me I didn’t understand so I focused & slowed down his/her mouthing words as its inaudible words said ” this opening is closed but ahead there’s a door open for you” I looked at the door realizing it was close, I turned back feeling content then felt confused as this entity was gone. I looked for the door realizing it was distant. I blinked & shockingly it was closer to my face now. It was so close that I had to focus my eyes in order to make it visible.

The door seemed as if it was going to close on me so I quickly grabbed the door knob while it was there in front of me.

As I grabbed the door knob it held onto my hand & flung me with it . The door then tossed me out of it. As it tossed me I was moving in slow motion face forward.

The gush of warm wind moved my body around to where I was now flying backwards able to look back towards the window. In the window was now myself waving with a smile pointing to the right ( my left while flying backwards ) I looked towards my left & saw another entity with its arms spread out & as eyes filled with my past, present & future was entering & exiting its mouth going outward & inward into space.

I blinked then everything moved normally, the door slammed closed & I woke up.

I am not done with it but wanted to share the process! I didn’t want to add me going through the door because I felt like it was too much in one space so I left it out. I want to dig deeper into this dream since it’s the 1st one I had in a really long time. I have not been sleeping much due to a lot of transitions in my life lately.

I plan to create, focus & be more consistent with my art process more even if that means ghosting on y’all.

I hope you all enjoyed entering a piece of my mind.


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Observational experiences.

One thing I’ve learned recently is that people who want to be stuck in their ways will consider you to be on a high horse or pedestal when you are bettering yourself. For you. You then become on an even higher pedestal apparently when you try to help them better themsevles.

You’ll be labeled as a judger and even a villain ( not even Loki status when he sacrificed himself for Thor in infinity war!) because people aren’t receptive to someone telling them about themsevles. This action DOMNINATELY being played in the black community to my knowledge and experiences. They feel an urgency to survive on their own without the help from others.


What happened to the time when everyone on the block looked out for one another?

What happened when ya whole block looked out for ya kids? It was okay if you told the parent about themsevles and their fuck ups so THE NEXT GENERATION CAN SURVIVE BETTER THAN THEY WERE.

I’m so sick of it!

This is why people who want to help can’t make an impact because it’s gotten to the “ every man for themsevles “ type shit.

Or they just allow people to be stuck in their habits and ways that aren’t good for them because once again “ every man for themsevles”.

To the people trying to help their friends, families or community don’t blame yourself and don’t stop what you’re doing. Your advice and insight will motivate and empower someone else.

Most of the time it begins with someone outside of your circle.

The worse you can do is hold in all of the information you’ve attained that can help others and keep it all for yourself! This is what most people do with an ego.

We are all meant to help one another in order to sustain earth.

We can either be just as the white blood cells (people) attacking the red blood cells (people)

Or just like when the red blood cells (people) and white blood cells(people) work together with the platelets (people) in order to heal the body (earth)

Which one are you?

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Fxxk It

Fuck the 9-5

Goin all in..

with my art.

The idea of having someone control my every day work life made me miserable as shit! There was more energy going into the person I worked for rather than myself, family & Art.


the money was great, Fuckin $1000 Bi-weekly, that shit was jackpot for me. Useful for it’s investments but also wasn’t really much because BILLS right…

I moved to Colorado 2 years ago. WOW. 2 years of being mentally, spiritually and emotionally unhappy. INTERNALLY but externally used my daughter, life partner & nature for happiness in hopes it would make my nerves soften at least a tad.

Sometimes I did not want to create art even if I felt inspired because I was drained from working. Fuck that shit, can’t do it anymore. Not going to lie, I do have to be realistic because…cost of living, food & whatever the fuck. So a part time on the weekends is something I plan to do.




I worked at a liquor store for like a day last weekend and the anxiety & amount of times I had to hold myself back from punching a drunk perv  had me like



not for me anymore.

So hopefully MCA in denver will love me so much they will hire me part time on the weekends

yah because projecting shit into existence is REAL.


k I’m rambling..

Here’s a selfie of me smoking earths magical leaves in my workspace



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