Here’s a journal entry from the other day. It turned out to be poetic, but that was completely unintentional 🙂
I hang around different people for different reasons.
They come around for different seasons.
They nourish my different energies.
To everybody I am not the same.
I change faces. I switch places. I’m flexible.
I become who my Spirits want. Hyper-meshable.
I am completely available. A diverse mask,
A versatile vessel for the Energies that be.
They speak inside of me. Act through me.
I profess them confidently.
You know my Spirit by my fruit.
The way I give love to you.
You hear my language. You see my wealth.
An abundance of love and prosperity.
I’m good for your health.
-Drea the Artist