Face value

Most of you know me by face value. Our “skin tax” or “colour tax”. The names we were born with and the age we live by day to day, hour by hour, milliseconds at a time. I am often “classed” by my beauty, my outward appearance. By all means, thank you for the flattery who doesn’t like a pure nice comment, right? But as my son has been learning….a flatterer is no true friend.

We walk past each other everyday, we smile, we ask “how are you” pretending shallowly that each other gives a damn. Putting on fake smiles, painting on our faces for the day. Grooming those beards that hide the true male. God, how exhausting, shit somedays I don’t have time to shower let alone paint a mask on!

Do we truly care “how” our neighbour is? Like, I care how you are and everything and I’m all for sharing advice. I suppose this is quite the double edged sword isn’t it, because how good are we really behind closed doors?

I am also known for my gentle nature, my sometimes holistic approach to life and have recently been dubbed the “protector of children” by my sons, WOW I mean, shit! That’s abit much really, haha. Behind my closed doors I have a wine collection which I promise will be my art project, a big ass swear jar because to me the A to Z is asshole to zuck…which come on, clearly means fuck.

I try not to yell but I find myself yelling that I DON’T’ want to keep yelling! Does this make me fake? Does this mean, as modern psychology would have it “split personality”? Am I ADD some days and Autistic another? Fuck no, there is a time and place for everything. I am who I bloody am, look, not going to change for anyone mate. Love me or hate me, praise me or debate me…my name will still be on your tongues!

My point is who are we to judge someone by their face value? I am no innocent of this judgement, we are but mere human beings! Not every Cinderella wears shiny glass slippers, some walk real hard in worker boots, Timberlands or $5 rip offs from your local Kmart. Walk a mile in my shoes before you judge my face…or anyone elses

P.s, thanks though, appreciate the compliments, haha!!!

Keep it fucking classy Australia πŸ˜œπŸ‘ŒπŸ˜ŽβœŠπŸŒˆ

-Ithiel Brinkman

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The Brave Little Possum

Book: The Brave Little Possum
By Ithiel Brinkman

The brave little possum, wasn’t very brave
His mum would drop him off to school and say goodbye,
But he would never wave

He would cling real tight, with all his might
And cry out loud…DON’T EVER LEAVE MY SIGHT
He would wriggle and roll and wiggle and groan…and moan and moan and moan

She’d say, you’re so brave, you can do this just lift you hand and wave
But he would cling even tighter with clentched fists like a fighter
Pleading to stay one minute longer

This happened every day, leaving not much to say
Leaving his poor mum in disarray
You will be ok, just stay and play, I will see you and the end of the day

From February to May, this happened most every day
Even his friends couldn’t get him to stay and play
And with all hope gone and nothing left to say, his mother feared the day

But it just so happened that on that very day,
The brave little possum decided, TODAY is a good day to stay.
– Ithiel Brinkman


According to the law of science and time, we are 5 seconds ahead. We have the ability to create the future.
Your current state is your past thought, so rethink and redirect your desires.
The you, youΒ are now, if unwanted, is the old you, you created by past thought.

Time frame is a human illusion mankind has created to limit us, to cause doubt.
If time is linear then we are ever-moving, never stopping and have the power to change and create.
-Ithiel Brinkman ✌

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Heath Ledger, a nights fall

Uncultivated land, barren. The ledger of a soul. Blissfully broken and surrounded by naive sunlight. The kind of rays that bring forth rainbow light, the kaleidoscopic hopeful kind. The brightness unfolds amongst misery, Β the unknown sleepless days ahead. The beauty of the road, the trip, the rise as the darkness fall.

Each ray of pink bliss kissing the day as the new dawn rises. Insomnia never far behind the purple sky, higher and brighter with every flame. Lost, trying to unfold and unshackle, to be beyond the small emotionless shrub-like state of being. The shortfall, the weakness, the lonely circles of darkness.

The golden kisses of false promise. A devil in sheeps skin, the alure that the cold would fade and the sun would kiss where the hole meets the point and the point becomd the answer to all confusing. He was lost, surrounded by many yet alone. Misunderstood.

He smiles with his mouth but curses with his eyes, a tournament soul. He was lost while in the light. No one saw his calls, he was brave, he was fearless, he was a fucking mess, he was…Heath Ledger.

By Ithiel Brinkman

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Lock and key

That moment you think back on everything and realise why you never trusted anyone in the first place. οΏΌοΏΌοΏΌοΏΌπŸ–•πŸ–•πŸ–•πŸ–• ain’t nobody got my back, you think I don’t know, but I Β do. I listen silently, watching and reflecting on how dumb yo asses look!



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