Mirror mirror, on the wall...

Translating the work I do with men 1:1 for a male brain…. Aye aye aye, but fuck it, let me give it a try.
Wow, maybe if I speak in rap rhymes
Something will catch your eye.

Kidding.
I can’t rhyme this whole thing, but wouldn’t that be wonderful?

Eminem in female form… if only.

Mirror mirror on the wall, am I a nice guy, a simp, an asshole or a combination of them all?

What’s happening with women? I keep making poor decisions.
It might actually be time for some serious life revisions.

My brain won’t shut off, it just loops and loops and loops
And this chick Katie says shit on Substack that makes sense but also eludes
the way I tend to process and understand the world.
The things she says stick with me, but fuck… she’s just a girl.

My brain can’t seem to put her into a neat little box.
And I think I really like that because it challenges my thoughts…

Maybe it’s because there’s something deeper she hears, beneath the black and white I read.
Oh shit is that the point? That there’s a another language that I need?

Can I even feel my body, and the energy that moves?
Do I know what to do with it or the purpose that it proves?

I read her words and feel things, meeting different parts of myself.
She awakens something in me, but I don’t know it all that well.

The mystery of woman

What a fucking annoying crock of shit.

Except if I were really honest, and finally stopped pretending,
To end the seeking in all of life, the one that’s never ending
is actually what I want the most and I’m willing to admit it.

The annoying mysterious crock of shit, has codes that have been transmitted.

A language barrier that seems insurmountable
Between my head, my heart and cock
All with different goals and needs
And they just don’t seem to talk.

But maybe in Her presence, a line will open up
And as I practice feeling all of me, energy will become unstuck.

I will have to trust her to tell me everything that she sees
To share her senses honestly, without trying to appease the little boy in me.

I’m willing to be seen and felt, in order to really learn
The man I am, fully and completely, and begin to properly discern

Where my energy goes, as a man with potent life force
With creational power and a heart of gold, who takes responsibility for his course.

Ah, Eminem may not have come by, but it looks like things did rhyme
If this spoke to you in more ways than one, it probably means it’s time.

I work with men 1:1 and it’s like nothing you’ve ever known.
Your mind might be even more confused, but the idea is to be shown.

Follow the mysterious crock of shit nudge, even if you are quite nervous.
The messages here for you, come below the surface.

If you’re interested in learning more, just send out the special signal
JK, a DM will do, I just needed one last giggle.

I have room for 2 and that is all, so make moves if it is you.
I trust who comes and we will explore, and proceed if it is True.