heatherisaboynow

You’ll never believe what happened. My pseudonym on SoundCloud is Swamp Dog. This would be fine if there wasn’t already a legendary artist who I just learned about called Jerry Williams...aka Swamp Dogg.

Just got the new copy of Mojo magazine which featured Swamp Dogg which explains why I got over 165,000 hits on my newest song this morning.

I thought it was an app...
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Our egos aren’t fair, they’re biased. We are so familiar to ourselves that we can’t find true north. Instead of balanced and rational assessment, we’re prone to self judgement which may not be evident to others. Since our empathy doesn’t extend to ourselves, we feel more empathy toward others which can lead to passive traits—we imagine ourselves in their role, it would hurt to cause...
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I heard that some people talk to plants, not because they’re lonely but because the plants will grow quicker if you say nice things to them. This is considered completely normal.

But when I talk to my testicles like this the person next to me on the bus looks at me funny. Even though there are more potential people in there than there are actual...
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Hold my body
Connect me to your core
I’m no longer in my body but yours
I’d hold my head up high
But your heart is heavy

We could never say goodbye
We could never say goodbye
Cause goodbye is another way to die

You cast me loose
Set your body on fire
And with wings went higher
I am just a stargazer
Stranded in...
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“Every day I reckon with my emotions. In my youth it was fluid — they were ordered and appropriate. You could always tell what I was feeling, and you’d have a good handle on the reason why. But now it seems like I make up my own reasons. I’m biased towards thinking things are going to be bad, I’m obsessed with the idea that everyone’s...
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“I recall a fruitful existence, I recall my own limitations. I recall not being defined by a role. I recall being a human being; nothing more, nothing less. All the innocence of youthfulness has been stripped away and all that’s left of my identity is who I am within the confines of my job. I am my job, and through these delusions of what I...
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I sometimes talk about video games and how I’m gonna buy a computer. I never seem to get round to it, it seems a good way of passing the time when I have nothing to do, something that’s SAFE that doesn’t trigger my paranoia and anxiety.

But I think to my youth and growing up. How can I do something again that messed my life...
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