kiddo breaks, makes, and loves

it has come to my attention that i seem to have a partial, if not passionate obsession with drawing and painting on every surface (including my own skin), and breaking everything that is capable of being shattered.
my theory is that my parents were so restricting of my creativity, that now, to this day, i cannot help but be insane, and destroy to create.
i love applying my soul to everything..
gazing at what i have contributed to a surface feeds me.
and i love singing while doing it..
music and art are the two things that make this world fantastic for an ET cyborg girl named Kiddo.

my only wish is to have someone to do this with, peering into their eyes that lead to their soul, smiling (exposing all teeth), and dancing like a superhero...

kiddo and teeth, no orthodontic work at all

i believe that if pixie dust were sprinkled upon me, i would defy gravity more than an astronaut ever could.
peter pan and his lost boys have nothing on this soaring kiddobot.
a human creature man makes me happy.
and my wings grow, and i rocket everywhere because of him.
toothy grin, eyes widened, and paint dripping from my fingers.
my hat is crooked, but i like it that way, while my black cat grins at me so lovingly.
she knows i am happy.

how people see kiddo

two things said to me recently that touched my heart, and made me happy.

(1) "you may not realize it, jen, but you lead an exciting life."
said to me a couple days ago..
this was an epiphany for me to hear this. my eyes lit up and my soul glowed brightly.

(2) "there is really no one else like you, kiddo"
this made my day today.

remembered one more thing..
one from a month or so ago..
(3) "people try to be something or someone. but, you don't. you just are you..without even trying."

a poetic journey

i do not think i am any happier than when i am making things.
painting.
assembling.
destroying.
writing.
composing.
singing.
dancing.
just creating whatever my imagination formulates.
i enjoy the solitude within this.
yet, to do all of this with someone great...
this is what i dream of.

a trailblazing, dreamy adventure together.

my glassy eyes look to space.. my mouth curves up, and i think i will find this someday.

wires

connected by wires, like thin delicate threads.
threads that we wish will not unravel.
i will follow these frail lines to you.
across a country, battling armies.
across an ocean, defeating sea monsters.

when my mechanical hands are at work, i think of you.
the thought of your eyes, voice, and soul feed my imagination.

"i really want to break things and make things with you"

such a wonderful thing to envision.

adventure.
exploration.
creation.
running and flying.
with you.

kiddo is a candidate

the changing future is drawing nearer.
a mysterious herald reached out to me yesterday, and informed me that i am a candidate for their new land.
i gave up all hope that they wanted me. apparently, they have reconsidered adopting me into their magical environment.
it is between me and two other opponents.
my best was given, all of it.
i practically gave my heart on a silver platter.
in a matter of days, it will be revealed to me if my ticket for adventure will be in my hands, or if i have to keep chasing it down.

kiddo and learning

i am so fascinated by science, mostly of organic means, such as biology and botany, but also astronomy.
my knowledge of it is lacking, which i enjoy.
it makes me happy because it means that my learning will never cease.
you see, my facts and truth tend to root from my personal imagination and theories.
however, when specific, proving phenomenons are presented to me, i become excited like a child at christmas.
as a robot girl, i was not programmed to know of scientific things. however, i was programmed to learn.
my yearning wish is to have handsome scientist man teach me as much as he knows.
i would like that very much, and i would listen and hang on to every word.
kiddo would be such a good student.