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Angel-Sansara

Tag: marriage proposal

  • My Primordial Stench

    I am marinating in my mild body odor, sitting here while I contemplate all that is, was, and ever will be. I’m not yet offensive in my own eyes, so it’s neither here nor there that I haven’t taken a shower yet. It’s 2:45 in the afternoon and I know I must wash myself and…

  • “Reiki is not a replacement for medical treatment.”

    I wonder what idiots require this disclaimer to understand that energy healing cannot heal root causes of ailments, which is typically diet-related. Reiki is a temporary stop-gap measure at best unless you’ve just had surgery or trauma. That is when reiki is best employed as pain relief. How that screams to a person that it…

  • Asshole Tax

    The man with grey eyes is on my brain today. After at least one week of reprieve, I am now hearing him all over again inside my mind. I wish the things I heard were reality, but I’m sure they’re not. Why would a man I’ve never held a conversation with think about me? Especially…

  • Dear Grocery Girl,

    It’s only been three days since we’ve made eye contact, but I miss you. I know I’ve never said hello or even told you my name, but I want to resolve that. I want to sweep you off your feet and make you my wife forever and ever, really, but I understand there are a…

  • His Eyes, Doth They Deceive Him?

    He saw her again, he thought. A brief glimpse of her, anyway. A mass of messy hair — what color was it? Hard to say, it was so brief. It almost looked ash gray to him. Old. A color an old person would have in their hair. How old was she? At the same time,…

  • She Wants Pie

    How many of you can drive or walk to the grocery store and pick up a pizza pie, go home, bake it, and consume it? Pizza is her death knell. Not only is it full of nightshades (paprika & tomato — especially pepperoni pie), it’s full of something else that she’s been allergic to since…

  • Death to the Dragon Man

    Her epic performance was met with… silence. This woman made a five minute marriage proposal video (seven, actually, but who’s counting?) He didn’t talk to her for eons. So, she decided to enter the dragon’s cave, uninvited. She sent her spirit walking across the ocean to the United Kingdom, to his very door step. His…

  • Saving a Life

    You’d think she’d run out of things to say, except they’re not her. They’re God’s things to say. I have so many. It’s really difficult to determine where to begin, honestly, because my disappointments only begin with her death. P.S.: JULIE. WE LOVE YOU!!!!! You’re the angel of mercy. Never stop being you. ❤ ❤…

  • Got Sanity? I’m Buying.

    Every day is a new set of lies. Do normal people live with this shit? I hope not. It makes life stupid amounts of confusing. If your life stopped making sense, chances are you’re surrounded by lying sacks of shit. I’m sorry. You’d think understanding that being a human being is to be flawed inherently,…

  • I Failed My Woman

    My woman is two people: a shell that is all grown up that takes care of the vessel (body) and an inner child that is imaginative and creative beyond belief. In a perfect world, the two of them would be one person, but this world is far from perfect. I love them both ever so…

  • Howdy, Neighbor (cont’d) [NSFW]

    Diego stared up at Crystal from the floor, dazed from being thrown when he least expected it. Just how strong was this woman? He was not exactly light, weighing in at two hundred pounds. She wasn’t exactly anorexic, either. He remembered the muscle definition he’d seen the day he was her doing yoga in the…

  • Today’s Therapy: KnowInk [NSFW]

    TRIGGER WARNING: SUICIDE KnowInk was probably the worst work place she’d ever known, she thought. She was teleconferencing with her therapist, again, talking about how someone who worked there had committed suicide. Crystal was convinced that KnowInk had a hand in that happening, but she didn’t have concrete evidence of it being a direct cause.…

  • Reprise: I’m a ‘Stalker’

    I got off-topic last entry so I’ll try again. There is this guy in the grocery store that I see once in a month or so, at random. One of the times I saw him — September of last year — he caught me staring at his back. He turned around and our eyes met,…

  • Have You Met the Mountain?

    [Minor Profanity Warning] I have been taught a form of shamanism — or perhaps it’s just a crazy dude’s interpretation of reality — since I was seven years old. Native American shamanism. I do not know what tribe it comes from, but I know there are more than three tribes in me. The ones I…

  • It’s Good To Be Warm

    Weather forecast for Erie, PA as of 9:53 PM 1/29/2022 I just sat outside for 3.5 hours with the movers that brought my stuff that had been lost for five months. I don’t live in a great part of town, and something I noticed around these parts is that there’s a distinct lack of middle…

  • Sir Deli Man, Marry Me!

    I know I’ve never spoken to this man before, but the Gods have definitely introduced me to his subconscious mind. He’s amazing. If it’s not obvious, he works in a fucking deli. Hence, his title, Sir Deli Man. I’ve named him Jax because one short word is more efficient than one long title, but I…

  • I Am The Mountain

    ‘I am the mountain,’ she said to her friend Belialtrix. He was taken aback. How could she be the mountain while she chases the Mountain Dragon Man? ‘Are you sure I am the mountain you are looking for?’ Belialtrix suggested. Surreal, we know. How can both be the mountain? How can anyone be a mountain?…

  • Loki Strikes Again

    ‘I got you good, Sansara!’ Loki crowed in triumph. Simultaneously, he gave the woman the impression that he was hugging her. ‘That guy at Starbucks inside the Barnes & Noble is not Jax from Wegmans, young lady. He looks a lot like him, doesn’t he? In fact, he could be a clone, wouldn’t ya say?’…

  • My Vivid Imagination

    ‘Does she know how pretty she is?’ he asked himself yet again. He’d caught her giving him side-eye himself this time. At his second job, no less! He’d just gotten her off his mind, finally, and then there she was, walking through the book store like she owned the place, her shuffling mother in tow.…