C.S. Montana 🏳️🌈🏳️⚧️
@cristinamontana.bsky.social
The beautiful light
Has eyes of love
No one knows, what they dream of
An end is part of life they say
Her mind is the part of light that leaves
And says no- no more light
No more sun
And stars don’t fall for you
This time
It’s time that reigns on
It stops at the love you are
Now is much too old
Has eyes of love
No one knows, what they dream of
An end is part of life they say
Her mind is the part of light that leaves
And says no- no more light
No more sun
And stars don’t fall for you
This time
It’s time that reigns on
It stops at the love you are
Now is much too old
November 25, 2025 at 5:03 AM
The beautiful light
Has eyes of love
No one knows, what they dream of
An end is part of life they say
Her mind is the part of light that leaves
And says no- no more light
No more sun
And stars don’t fall for you
This time
It’s time that reigns on
It stops at the love you are
Now is much too old
Has eyes of love
No one knows, what they dream of
An end is part of life they say
Her mind is the part of light that leaves
And says no- no more light
No more sun
And stars don’t fall for you
This time
It’s time that reigns on
It stops at the love you are
Now is much too old
This may come as a horrible
Disappointment
Each word loves to know yet can’t
It’s better to lie than to describe
The sound of motion
Taking away our silent rage
And sending to the scientists for money
Research shows
This works only in a safe place
To suffer to cave in to more than a littleanger
Disappointment
Each word loves to know yet can’t
It’s better to lie than to describe
The sound of motion
Taking away our silent rage
And sending to the scientists for money
Research shows
This works only in a safe place
To suffer to cave in to more than a littleanger
November 23, 2025 at 1:00 AM
This may come as a horrible
Disappointment
Each word loves to know yet can’t
It’s better to lie than to describe
The sound of motion
Taking away our silent rage
And sending to the scientists for money
Research shows
This works only in a safe place
To suffer to cave in to more than a littleanger
Disappointment
Each word loves to know yet can’t
It’s better to lie than to describe
The sound of motion
Taking away our silent rage
And sending to the scientists for money
Research shows
This works only in a safe place
To suffer to cave in to more than a littleanger
We don’t know
What happens truly
After death
It’s being that intrigues us
Inside instead
So we don’t care why someone
Lives
So we don’t know why someone
Kicks the light out
And stares into a long void
To speak of money is better
Than silent age
Sent to the noose and spent
Sent to mourn over
What happens truly
After death
It’s being that intrigues us
Inside instead
So we don’t care why someone
Lives
So we don’t know why someone
Kicks the light out
And stares into a long void
To speak of money is better
Than silent age
Sent to the noose and spent
Sent to mourn over
November 16, 2025 at 1:09 AM
We don’t know
What happens truly
After death
It’s being that intrigues us
Inside instead
So we don’t care why someone
Lives
So we don’t know why someone
Kicks the light out
And stares into a long void
To speak of money is better
Than silent age
Sent to the noose and spent
Sent to mourn over
What happens truly
After death
It’s being that intrigues us
Inside instead
So we don’t care why someone
Lives
So we don’t know why someone
Kicks the light out
And stares into a long void
To speak of money is better
Than silent age
Sent to the noose and spent
Sent to mourn over
In the Garden of Quiet Things
Bare in the shimmering dusk,
I found a calling beneath the noise—
not the world’s grief or clamor,
but the whisper that returns me
to myself.
The sky was a soft lantern,
opening its wings like the posts
of strangers speaking storms
and moonlit longings,
and still—
Bare in the shimmering dusk,
I found a calling beneath the noise—
not the world’s grief or clamor,
but the whisper that returns me
to myself.
The sky was a soft lantern,
opening its wings like the posts
of strangers speaking storms
and moonlit longings,
and still—
November 14, 2025 at 4:58 AM
In the Garden of Quiet Things
Bare in the shimmering dusk,
I found a calling beneath the noise—
not the world’s grief or clamor,
but the whisper that returns me
to myself.
The sky was a soft lantern,
opening its wings like the posts
of strangers speaking storms
and moonlit longings,
and still—
Bare in the shimmering dusk,
I found a calling beneath the noise—
not the world’s grief or clamor,
but the whisper that returns me
to myself.
The sky was a soft lantern,
opening its wings like the posts
of strangers speaking storms
and moonlit longings,
and still—
Bare in the garden light
Found a calling to disgown
Be the sand
And light the fire
When it is a new desire
In the morning this old heart
Will softly ruminate on thus
Reasons for the night to sing
In my heart with your name
Each word of gold you’re opening
Leads to God in the eyes I see
Internally
Found a calling to disgown
Be the sand
And light the fire
When it is a new desire
In the morning this old heart
Will softly ruminate on thus
Reasons for the night to sing
In my heart with your name
Each word of gold you’re opening
Leads to God in the eyes I see
Internally
November 12, 2025 at 4:17 AM
Bare in the garden light
Found a calling to disgown
Be the sand
And light the fire
When it is a new desire
In the morning this old heart
Will softly ruminate on thus
Reasons for the night to sing
In my heart with your name
Each word of gold you’re opening
Leads to God in the eyes I see
Internally
Found a calling to disgown
Be the sand
And light the fire
When it is a new desire
In the morning this old heart
Will softly ruminate on thus
Reasons for the night to sing
In my heart with your name
Each word of gold you’re opening
Leads to God in the eyes I see
Internally
Love on earth
Desire inside
We would walk on the shore
Like two doves in a nest
Recently it looked effortless
Old was my success in saving
The other light in my day
Beyond the Sun
The moon said
How would we lead a soul
To die here
In the arms of the hour of small
Miracles
Each of us walked so far
Desire inside
We would walk on the shore
Like two doves in a nest
Recently it looked effortless
Old was my success in saving
The other light in my day
Beyond the Sun
The moon said
How would we lead a soul
To die here
In the arms of the hour of small
Miracles
Each of us walked so far
November 12, 2025 at 4:11 AM
Love on earth
Desire inside
We would walk on the shore
Like two doves in a nest
Recently it looked effortless
Old was my success in saving
The other light in my day
Beyond the Sun
The moon said
How would we lead a soul
To die here
In the arms of the hour of small
Miracles
Each of us walked so far
Desire inside
We would walk on the shore
Like two doves in a nest
Recently it looked effortless
Old was my success in saving
The other light in my day
Beyond the Sun
The moon said
How would we lead a soul
To die here
In the arms of the hour of small
Miracles
Each of us walked so far
Like the energy of suffering
It all will be ruined in a day
That has actually trapped
Everyone in a song
So if you hear
The Angel knocking
Offer a word to help him
Stop them
And send them packing
In shackles and soul reason
To learn what we need
For light to dream
Now is the only way
Tonight
It all will be ruined in a day
That has actually trapped
Everyone in a song
So if you hear
The Angel knocking
Offer a word to help him
Stop them
And send them packing
In shackles and soul reason
To learn what we need
For light to dream
Now is the only way
Tonight
November 11, 2025 at 3:42 AM
Like the energy of suffering
It all will be ruined in a day
That has actually trapped
Everyone in a song
So if you hear
The Angel knocking
Offer a word to help him
Stop them
And send them packing
In shackles and soul reason
To learn what we need
For light to dream
Now is the only way
Tonight
It all will be ruined in a day
That has actually trapped
Everyone in a song
So if you hear
The Angel knocking
Offer a word to help him
Stop them
And send them packing
In shackles and soul reason
To learn what we need
For light to dream
Now is the only way
Tonight
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Hey everyone, I’ll be speaking in Australia at the end of February. If you or anyone you know is around there then, please spread the word.
November 8, 2025 at 12:27 AM
Hey everyone, I’ll be speaking in Australia at the end of February. If you or anyone you know is around there then, please spread the word.
Day after day
Silent ruin
March rain
Cold to the touch
Residue of months in the open sun
And air
Turning world no longer of mine
A night with moon and sacred waves
Of summer
We came together but naked
Light is made in movement
So we were over now in a time
We canceled the indecision
And stopped
Silent ruin
March rain
Cold to the touch
Residue of months in the open sun
And air
Turning world no longer of mine
A night with moon and sacred waves
Of summer
We came together but naked
Light is made in movement
So we were over now in a time
We canceled the indecision
And stopped
November 10, 2025 at 7:14 AM
Day after day
Silent ruin
March rain
Cold to the touch
Residue of months in the open sun
And air
Turning world no longer of mine
A night with moon and sacred waves
Of summer
We came together but naked
Light is made in movement
So we were over now in a time
We canceled the indecision
And stopped
Silent ruin
March rain
Cold to the touch
Residue of months in the open sun
And air
Turning world no longer of mine
A night with moon and sacred waves
Of summer
We came together but naked
Light is made in movement
So we were over now in a time
We canceled the indecision
And stopped
Pride
A God for a native son
Resurrected in a tense world
Heart is giving way
To light and sad guidance
Regarding no longer
Enough
To wake up and smell the coffee
It’s God taking us up to mountains
In the customs of money
Its heritage in justice
Never mind the awful screams
You’re hearing
A God for a native son
Resurrected in a tense world
Heart is giving way
To light and sad guidance
Regarding no longer
Enough
To wake up and smell the coffee
It’s God taking us up to mountains
In the customs of money
Its heritage in justice
Never mind the awful screams
You’re hearing
November 10, 2025 at 6:59 AM
Pride
A God for a native son
Resurrected in a tense world
Heart is giving way
To light and sad guidance
Regarding no longer
Enough
To wake up and smell the coffee
It’s God taking us up to mountains
In the customs of money
Its heritage in justice
Never mind the awful screams
You’re hearing
A God for a native son
Resurrected in a tense world
Heart is giving way
To light and sad guidance
Regarding no longer
Enough
To wake up and smell the coffee
It’s God taking us up to mountains
In the customs of money
Its heritage in justice
Never mind the awful screams
You’re hearing
Life had an energy
That walked away
When we stopped
Loving people
Above our own safety
Now we are having soul
Decisions regarding
Offers of sex and separation
In a schedule of mental
Anguish
And all that is enough
To guide our sense
Of right and wrong
That walked away
When we stopped
Loving people
Above our own safety
Now we are having soul
Decisions regarding
Offers of sex and separation
In a schedule of mental
Anguish
And all that is enough
To guide our sense
Of right and wrong
November 10, 2025 at 6:45 AM
Life had an energy
That walked away
When we stopped
Loving people
Above our own safety
Now we are having soul
Decisions regarding
Offers of sex and separation
In a schedule of mental
Anguish
And all that is enough
To guide our sense
Of right and wrong
That walked away
When we stopped
Loving people
Above our own safety
Now we are having soul
Decisions regarding
Offers of sex and separation
In a schedule of mental
Anguish
And all that is enough
To guide our sense
Of right and wrong
There’s nothing interesting
About making people
Disappear
It happens every year
And tomorrow we don’t know
Anything but
The headline
About yesterday
This steals our treasure
Our country is not a sanctuary
This is the end of America in
Light of an era of suffering
By the innocent and poor
About making people
Disappear
It happens every year
And tomorrow we don’t know
Anything but
The headline
About yesterday
This steals our treasure
Our country is not a sanctuary
This is the end of America in
Light of an era of suffering
By the innocent and poor
November 10, 2025 at 6:38 AM
There’s nothing interesting
About making people
Disappear
It happens every year
And tomorrow we don’t know
Anything but
The headline
About yesterday
This steals our treasure
Our country is not a sanctuary
This is the end of America in
Light of an era of suffering
By the innocent and poor
About making people
Disappear
It happens every year
And tomorrow we don’t know
Anything but
The headline
About yesterday
This steals our treasure
Our country is not a sanctuary
This is the end of America in
Light of an era of suffering
By the innocent and poor
Light in a can
Send me a dinner plate
Stand on cold water
Flooding the earth
Washing ourselves
With money we don’t even make
Very dark moments
Waiting in the wings
People starving
Motioning for food
To be given to feed their
Children
Every light turns off
And peace is in the land
Send me a dinner plate
Stand on cold water
Flooding the earth
Washing ourselves
With money we don’t even make
Very dark moments
Waiting in the wings
People starving
Motioning for food
To be given to feed their
Children
Every light turns off
And peace is in the land
November 10, 2025 at 6:26 AM
Light in a can
Send me a dinner plate
Stand on cold water
Flooding the earth
Washing ourselves
With money we don’t even make
Very dark moments
Waiting in the wings
People starving
Motioning for food
To be given to feed their
Children
Every light turns off
And peace is in the land
Send me a dinner plate
Stand on cold water
Flooding the earth
Washing ourselves
With money we don’t even make
Very dark moments
Waiting in the wings
People starving
Motioning for food
To be given to feed their
Children
Every light turns off
And peace is in the land
The fire in me
Has canceled
Intent to mourn
Although
Actually all there is is sadness
In the air
There’s nothing to celebrate
In a world where children
Are not protected
And are placed on the alter
Of sacrifice before the devil
Of material quality of life
In exchange for no real
Ethics in us
Has canceled
Intent to mourn
Although
Actually all there is is sadness
In the air
There’s nothing to celebrate
In a world where children
Are not protected
And are placed on the alter
Of sacrifice before the devil
Of material quality of life
In exchange for no real
Ethics in us
November 10, 2025 at 6:20 AM
The fire in me
Has canceled
Intent to mourn
Although
Actually all there is is sadness
In the air
There’s nothing to celebrate
In a world where children
Are not protected
And are placed on the alter
Of sacrifice before the devil
Of material quality of life
In exchange for no real
Ethics in us
Has canceled
Intent to mourn
Although
Actually all there is is sadness
In the air
There’s nothing to celebrate
In a world where children
Are not protected
And are placed on the alter
Of sacrifice before the devil
Of material quality of life
In exchange for no real
Ethics in us
One day
After the war
We all will suffer
Everyone was guilty
The angels had no effect
On sentiment
Dead
Its price in many first waves
Of separation
Separate courage
Insofar as a current
Resentment
Engaging the acid
Of mind talk
Rage on mental sucker
Mental intent
And said debt
Tone police
After the war
We all will suffer
Everyone was guilty
The angels had no effect
On sentiment
Dead
Its price in many first waves
Of separation
Separate courage
Insofar as a current
Resentment
Engaging the acid
Of mind talk
Rage on mental sucker
Mental intent
And said debt
Tone police
November 10, 2025 at 6:13 AM
One day
After the war
We all will suffer
Everyone was guilty
The angels had no effect
On sentiment
Dead
Its price in many first waves
Of separation
Separate courage
Insofar as a current
Resentment
Engaging the acid
Of mind talk
Rage on mental sucker
Mental intent
And said debt
Tone police
After the war
We all will suffer
Everyone was guilty
The angels had no effect
On sentiment
Dead
Its price in many first waves
Of separation
Separate courage
Insofar as a current
Resentment
Engaging the acid
Of mind talk
Rage on mental sucker
Mental intent
And said debt
Tone police
Raw made my tan
A gateway upon a famous
Wall
This is bravery
Made only through a fantasy
A caught masonry
Laden with energy
With sin and sanctimonious
Preparation
Too
Us and them
Light a fire again
It’s bribery jading the native
Reasoning
Jumping over the aim of specialty
Easy to know the
A gateway upon a famous
Wall
This is bravery
Made only through a fantasy
A caught masonry
Laden with energy
With sin and sanctimonious
Preparation
Too
Us and them
Light a fire again
It’s bribery jading the native
Reasoning
Jumping over the aim of specialty
Easy to know the
November 1, 2025 at 6:38 AM
Raw made my tan
A gateway upon a famous
Wall
This is bravery
Made only through a fantasy
A caught masonry
Laden with energy
With sin and sanctimonious
Preparation
Too
Us and them
Light a fire again
It’s bribery jading the native
Reasoning
Jumping over the aim of specialty
Easy to know the
A gateway upon a famous
Wall
This is bravery
Made only through a fantasy
A caught masonry
Laden with energy
With sin and sanctimonious
Preparation
Too
Us and them
Light a fire again
It’s bribery jading the native
Reasoning
Jumping over the aim of specialty
Easy to know the
Wait a minute
A love inside
Is my mother
Giving
Jesus
This mess
Saying open me up
I’m sinning
In this cancer
God rescues over and over
So, high
So evil
Inside
So obviously naked
That I shudder to say
All I am is gay and starring now
Meaning no to many names
In heaven will suddenly make it
A love inside
Is my mother
Giving
Jesus
This mess
Saying open me up
I’m sinning
In this cancer
God rescues over and over
So, high
So evil
Inside
So obviously naked
That I shudder to say
All I am is gay and starring now
Meaning no to many names
In heaven will suddenly make it
November 1, 2025 at 6:26 AM
Wait a minute
A love inside
Is my mother
Giving
Jesus
This mess
Saying open me up
I’m sinning
In this cancer
God rescues over and over
So, high
So evil
Inside
So obviously naked
That I shudder to say
All I am is gay and starring now
Meaning no to many names
In heaven will suddenly make it
A love inside
Is my mother
Giving
Jesus
This mess
Saying open me up
I’m sinning
In this cancer
God rescues over and over
So, high
So evil
Inside
So obviously naked
That I shudder to say
All I am is gay and starring now
Meaning no to many names
In heaven will suddenly make it
This woke all the answers they held onto
Golden rules who called on shadows
James a prophet
A sanctimonious messenger
Gave a pale master
Ways to call these movies
Way down white marble columns
Night watch
Greed
Like mouths and separate reels
Even then it was man who
Said all the angels
Golden rules who called on shadows
James a prophet
A sanctimonious messenger
Gave a pale master
Ways to call these movies
Way down white marble columns
Night watch
Greed
Like mouths and separate reels
Even then it was man who
Said all the angels
November 1, 2025 at 6:14 AM
This woke all the answers they held onto
Golden rules who called on shadows
James a prophet
A sanctimonious messenger
Gave a pale master
Ways to call these movies
Way down white marble columns
Night watch
Greed
Like mouths and separate reels
Even then it was man who
Said all the angels
Golden rules who called on shadows
James a prophet
A sanctimonious messenger
Gave a pale master
Ways to call these movies
Way down white marble columns
Night watch
Greed
Like mouths and separate reels
Even then it was man who
Said all the angels
Hi Marianne
This was water
Insight within
Jesus made me wine
Woke me up to your safe hiding
Create me minute by minute
Easy to name
Hoping I came easy
To the table
To profit with corrupt
Souls, indeed
A God left me to perfect
Me enough to keep me
Open to you eye in the sky
Right here aching
Now
This was water
Insight within
Jesus made me wine
Woke me up to your safe hiding
Create me minute by minute
Easy to name
Hoping I came easy
To the table
To profit with corrupt
Souls, indeed
A God left me to perfect
Me enough to keep me
Open to you eye in the sky
Right here aching
Now
November 1, 2025 at 5:55 AM
Hi Marianne
This was water
Insight within
Jesus made me wine
Woke me up to your safe hiding
Create me minute by minute
Easy to name
Hoping I came easy
To the table
To profit with corrupt
Souls, indeed
A God left me to perfect
Me enough to keep me
Open to you eye in the sky
Right here aching
Now
This was water
Insight within
Jesus made me wine
Woke me up to your safe hiding
Create me minute by minute
Easy to name
Hoping I came easy
To the table
To profit with corrupt
Souls, indeed
A God left me to perfect
Me enough to keep me
Open to you eye in the sky
Right here aching
Now
I want to be like you
Energy
A good walk in the day
Love
Think why we were wrestling
Together
Never to lie down on our side
Together
Many people thought we knew
One another
It actually never delighted a gaze
In your direction
So, we never called it a romance
It was a cursed work
Of light in a
Energy
A good walk in the day
Love
Think why we were wrestling
Together
Never to lie down on our side
Together
Many people thought we knew
One another
It actually never delighted a gaze
In your direction
So, we never called it a romance
It was a cursed work
Of light in a
November 1, 2025 at 5:47 AM
I want to be like you
Energy
A good walk in the day
Love
Think why we were wrestling
Together
Never to lie down on our side
Together
Many people thought we knew
One another
It actually never delighted a gaze
In your direction
So, we never called it a romance
It was a cursed work
Of light in a
Energy
A good walk in the day
Love
Think why we were wrestling
Together
Never to lie down on our side
Together
Many people thought we knew
One another
It actually never delighted a gaze
In your direction
So, we never called it a romance
It was a cursed work
Of light in a