This idea finally came into fluision since I've been living in my non operational van for the past month. It has been so difficult to keep my 2 phones, portable chargers, and laptop charged up enough to write and deliver my message to you guys.
I have quite a few posts that I haven't completed or shared yet. Some of those writings, I feel, will be cool to keep hidden so that they can be discovered years later and released like some sort of treasure found.
The other stuff I've written during these times are haunting me because I now feel like we've been twice removed, you're missing out on following my journey as it's happening, and I'm missing out on you guys as well.
The beauty in "MESSAGES" Is that there's less work involved for me, and these are things I will have written no matter if it's for my blog or Podcast. These are actual messages I felt in my heart to relay to people at the given time. I may post a message that was a reply to someone whom I care for or sometimes it will be my random way of saying "hi" to someone I haven't done well keeping up with. A quick way to share my expression with you, that doesn't take much time, or battery power, and doesn't keep is disconnected.
I hope you enjoy tapping a bit closer in to my mind, heart, spirit, and soul
Enjoy! ❤️💘💔💙
P.s.- the plan is to post the messages unedited, never including the other person's prompt or response, and allowing you, the reader, to engadge your imagination as to what gave birth to the message and/or how it was received.
The Warner Bailey Project begins with me and will become a movement with us. Please feel free to engage, share, like, comment. I am always open to collaborations. How has this message make you feel? How do you see the text conversation continuing? How would you respond if this message were for you?
Let's express ur human experience together. ¡Si se puede!
A message to my cousin:
We are gifted and highly favored. We are supreme! We are everything they can not be. They hate. We resuscitate and rejuvenate. We heal and they kill. It was never going to be easy. Nevermind that and nevermind them. We ain't playing so there is no win and there is no end. The joke will always be on them because we ain't no fools hut they are and they're also clowns too. WE are here with sadness, anger, disgust, and fear, but that's part of how we get through this shit. That's how we live. Better times always come, maybe not better than we remember it to be, but better than this hot mess we got here. I love you, you are whom I call my real family. You may worry me but you don't scare me. This was written and boy do I fight it, I don't like it, but we come from places where roses grow from concrete! Let's stop hearing with our ears, let's hear what the rhythm in our gut says. Let's stop looking with these human eyes and see beyond these phony fake lies. We are the truth. We were bread to get through these things but not alone. It isn't a coincidence we're on the opposite side of the county going through similar things around the same time. Let's do this yo! We have the power. We are the ones.
-Warner Bailey est. 1979 (20018)
Life Sucks and is so Beautiful. -Warner Bailey
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