XOXO, Sapiophielle

If I were to capture my superpower in a single attribute, it is that I’m nothing but a girl with daddy issues. I know that doesn’t sound like a superpower, but there is no better camouflage than the ability to both blend in and stand out at the same time. Just another face in the crowd for 90% of the time – unless it really is a crowd, and then we’re hiding somewhere in the middle.

But let me tell you about the other 10% of the time… we were created especially for you. What I mean by this is that 10% of the time, someone gets it in their head that we were created to be whatever it is they need at that exact moment in time. Our kindness slowly eroding away the surface and revealing exactly what a person is made of.

The problem is that we can go kind of nuclear, and in that moment we are going to fight – exactly what happens after that is anyone’s guess. Sometimes there is an orgasmic explosion, other times its a trail of blood. Whose blood? No one really knows.

This is the purpose of a girl, or least it is what I have been told. I’m indeed public property to be used, abused, and drained of all energy. I was created for work which is a type of motion – work equals force times displacement. If I was created for work then I was created to use force to displace, but what am I displacing and what if the force breaks something or someone?

If this is the system I was born into – I’m not sure I want to be a part of it, but personally I believe something else. I believe that I was created to dance, to move, and generate an energy stronger than anything you can force. Dance is a movement all its own. It pulls in those in need and sends them out feeling confident again. A true dance forces you to feel the energy that surrounds you and allow it to bend you to its will.