Lolly Paige Lennox
Bio
I am known for my gifts in Tarot and the dead, the Dead, being grateful and psychedelic and a little strange in the head. Sort of a beatnik, like a harlot, or a bard, and a sorcerer. Definitely a nerd.
Not a professional - Probably an expert
Stories (24/0)
The Ripple Effect
...and my tunes were played on a harp unsung... I’ll be the first to point out that I am a bit young to be going around calling myself a Dead Head. I was but a few months into the age three when Jerry died. I even went my whole life without an understanding of who he was or who they were—until I was seventeen. Such a pure age for these things.
By Lolly Paige Lennox3 years ago in Humans
Clever Alternatives
Growing up, me and one of my cousins were best friends. We hung out every weekend and talked on the house phone every day after school and wrote each other notes when we were in school and unable to do those things. Her parents were a lot cooler than mine so her house was kind of the spot, especially as we got into our teen years. I thought we were a lot alike. Full of sarcasm and hormonal rage, it seems, in retrospect, we had little in common. I figure it to be a mutual appreciation for certain words, flannel, sad boys, and poetry; some of which didn’t hold up for either of us. Now, I’m a full-time beatnik and she is a young professional. I am the Tarot-reading sexual deviant and overall degenerate. She is a lawyer. We liked music, I guess. And it makes sense because even in high school I was a bit of a mentally-unstable burnout and she was an advanced placement superstar. She was never too keen on things like smoking cigarettes or weed like I was. But for some reason, she was willing to risk it all for a very special three-day trip…
By Lolly Paige Lennox3 years ago in Confessions
Bedtime Classics Fever Dream
My favorite bedtime story as a kid was easily this giant, orange, hardcover book of nursery rhymes as told by the cast of Hanna Barbera cartoons. I imagine we must have read them all, but never in a night. This book was truly massive. The Flintstones were front and center; but it also included Scooby-Doo, the Jetsons, and Yogi-Bear. Nothing really stands out as far as stories go (other than the Princess and the Pod starring Wilma Flintstone and images of the Scooby-Doo gang at the carnival), but the images seem to be imprinted in my mind. I’m not sure I ever saw a book with full pages of color like this one – no margins, text on the pictures! I remember how colorful and gorgeous the images were on each page, even if it was some simply drawn cartoons. It was so cool to see the characters I knew and loved in a different way, on paper, and telling stories outside of their own. It was like seeing the characters acting. This could have potentially been the moment where I developed emotional, human attachment to fictional characters, but I’m not mad.
By Lolly Paige Lennox3 years ago in Humans
Reaching Nirvana
Every city. Every town. Obliterated. What was the point? It all backfired. Every experiment they ran just ran us into the ground. I’m the reason it’s all gone—and for what? Ridiculous to think anyone could get this mad about data. Killing each other over the scientific method. How can you take such a beautiful gift of otherworldly powers and abuse it for your own purpose of gaining financial status for Earthly warfare? When is enough enough?
By Lolly Paige Lennox3 years ago in Fiction
Wait, What About the Illuminati?
It's honestly really hard to describe it. When someone asks me what I do, I never have an answer. I just have a list that I rattle off until they pick something they like. I never wanted to limit myself to “a thing”. I love to label things, yet I haven’t got a truly defined label myself. No particular look, no set group. You get it. I’m just me. It draws people in, you know?
By Lolly Paige Lennox3 years ago in Humans
Cafeteria Crisis
It was high school and I was the new kid. I wasn’t just any new kid. I was the Catholic school kid who went from a school of less than 200 kids from ages 3 to 14 to the halls of teen angst shared with at least 2,500. At least I got to go to Warped Tour and smell grass before I got wrapped up into that but man, I was a young freshman! Practically everyone had been going to school together, grew up together, all knew each other for years. I never seen so many different people in my life. Don’t get me wrong, this school was chalk full of white people. You can imagine how small my world was. I was suddenly walking amongst the bored, expressive, depressive teens doing whatever forever because there was never a whole lot going on that I would some day identify with for the rest of my life.
By Lolly Paige Lennox3 years ago in Confessions
An Artist's Evolution
I was one of those kids who came out as me. I knew I wanted to be an “artist” when I grew up since the time I was three. I wrote it down in my school project. I drew myself with an easel, palette, and beret and while the only of those things I use now is the beret I’d say my baby self would be proud of me for what I do today. I am a mixed media artist & tarot reader ~ your regular sideshow attraction. I am a person of many names and even more games. I love to imagine, create, and realize.
By Lolly Paige Lennox3 years ago in Photography
Freedom Party!
I am a very cool, hot auntie. I have a lot of nieces and nephews. Right now, they are still young and as much as I enjoy these childhood years, I cannot wait to meet them as teens and even adults. Some are getting to an age where they are realizing they are their own autonomous humans. One of them even has come out as gay. They have a hard time with it, though; swinging in and out of denial or still not understanding how they feel. It’s something that is not only embraced but partially expected, as many of us relate. It saddens me to know they still will not talk about it. I made them this playlist to show them how many people, music, and art there is of the rainbow variety. As a queer bisexual myself, these are my top ten picks from the playlist:
By Lolly Paige Lennox3 years ago in Pride
We Have Work To Do
Alright, folks. It’s time we had a talk. What the f*(%! are we going to do about our trash problem? It’s not just about throwing shit in a bin and calling it recycling anymore. In many cases, these piles of “recycling” are shipped across the world – using fossil fuels to be taken care of there – or it ends up in a landfill with the garbage from the bin next to it. And while it’s not our fault that this is the current system in place and we’ve been given a life (at least in capitalism) that is completely reliant on non-biodegradable materials such as plastic or Styrofoam. But it is up to us to stop feeding it. That’s why the recycling plan has always been the three Rs:
By Lolly Paige Lennox3 years ago in Earth