Fight (me) club

I really shouldn’t be talking about it. I’d be breaking the first two rules if I did. Metatrope won’t drop the soap on a rope. Might need to wash your brain with my wisdom manifesto, though. Lather, rinse, repeat. Always repeat. I am Tyler Durden (or should I say Tyler Durden is me?) and I […]

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Idyll ideas upon my academy

I am a teacher. Real life. Reading my astrology chart Retrograde mercury, Venus, Chiron. Archetypal Chiron. Healer speaker mentor centaur lover freak… Learning through the sharing of stories – narratology Wellbeing areas – 4 domains Philosophy of aesthetics – metallurgy Maslows hierarchy of needs – tarot reading Science geography, creative essay on landscapes I am […]

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I must write the right to reveal the light

I must say something. I don’t know what to say. I’m nobody… I want to … live. I’m scared I’m going to die. But not really..  am taking measures to make sure I will live. But I don’t really know what I’m losing. What I am giving up. I’M NOT ARROGANT, THIS IS NOT ARROGANCE! […]

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The rebellion was not what you think

Although I was one of the very first to be awakened and manifest into existence with them… I was the first to be different in such a way that it could not be unmade or unseen. It was perceived as a public defiant act of rebellion. The other 3 muttered and grumbled I was disrupting […]

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Wake up in the light

The patron guardians overseeing this leg of the journey. Somethings should be kept hidden, secret and safe. Your spirit is not one of those things. White buffalo woman is about peace and spirituality, developing personal rituals in ones life. And Apollo is the sun: bringing your passion to life, bringing what was once hidden out […]

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SeCreation. Sex me precious, I’m a fat bastard.

Programming my bear arms to wave to right frequency. I make a ton of metaphors, jokes and overall references to the physical body. Like skin, hair, eyes, brain, genitals, flesh, bone, muscle, sinew, bodily fluids or excretions, lips, tongue, teeth, fingers. Sphincters! I do so because I have a physical body and (unless I am […]

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Forgotten dreams

I really should keep a dream journal, again. I should write in it as soon as I wake. The only thing I remember from my dream last night was to remember the word asphobel or ashphobel or… something like that..? Ashphodel? I don’t even know if these are real words. It was the first on […]

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Wake up sleeping beauty

I spent a year awake, I didn’t want to sleep. I’m sleeping again, I don’t want to stay awake. I’d sleep forever if I could. The world is too sad to sustain me. I want to sleep forever, I’m too tired to cry. In the phase between sleep and wakefulness, where I have the slightest […]

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Red Eye Movie Star

Thank the PCTC for all the hard work they try to inject into the youth of society. Lets do our part, all in the communikey. Open your eyes to the vanilla skies that you painted with your tongue. Open your mind to the empty disguise, your mask could not be wrong. How do you know […]

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Too much, too little, too early and late

16 personalities, a branch of Myer Briggs Temperament Indic-ates that I am a Diplomat, for I have a predilection for INTUITIVE FEELING (diplomacy) and TURBULENT EXTROVERSION (social engagement) as my dominant character traits and behavioural strategies. I experience a lot of feelings. ALL THE FEELS at the helm of the merkabah, for that is the […]

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Freedom for Frida

Good morning to all my WarpDress greaders. Hah, 9:11 am! It is the 8th of March and I am in the first period of work. This is a colloquial journal entry of sorts, for I want to make a couple of things known – such as my intentions and what is already planned in play. […]

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I will not be possessed

The only spirit I want to house within me is my own. God sounds like a necromancer. . I’m broken and I need Nothing. I need no one. Or rather, I need too much. I hate that I need anything at all. If it takes forever, I’ll die trying to abstain. . Where did all […]

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Wake up, Wednesday.

Holy shit stop censoring yourself and allow the words that flow so freely from your mouth be diverted to flow through your fingers as you type this message. Remember bitch, remember. It is a book. A beginning of a potential whatever. But it is a starting point to offer the market and convince them to […]

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Fair Lane Fords the waters

Tirthankara, creates own way to cross the samsara Don’t you see? We were always meant to be. You belong with me. And I belong with you. You were made for me, and I was made with you. Can you feel the swelling of my heart as it moves the tides of the seas? I am […]

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It started out with a kiss

8th February 2019, written between 7am – 10:30am, in the middle of getting the kids ready and off to school. No plotting or scheming. This is MY HONEST TRUTH, this is just who (or what) I am.

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To the new moon I speak my desire

Manifest for me the keys to my chariot. Upon the reveal of your full glowing face, I will have solidified the foundational skeletal chassis. By the close of the month when the purging smoke is cleared, I herald my driver, my charioteer of Delphi. Awakened in me is one half of the archelon whose month […]

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(4 Feb 19 @ 8am) now-sight; knows-it; gnosis.

Good morning WordPress followers of this MMMOTHER-ship. As per the usual program, I bring you the news as is revealed to me as chief muse. Partaking in my morning habitual routine, I detected the motif of “sight” upon my feed. There were, of course, different perspectives on this motif. Instead of commenting, I kept my […]

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Antigenesis – the beginning of the end of the new world

Let’s see. How do we relate this in an onomastic, bombastic, fantastic phantasmic way? For clarity must be communicated to retrace these paths and steps if necessary again I do like to endure and ensure lessons are learned. Makes for a thorough and crystallized educational manifestation. Dionysus dined with Isis, crystal wine poured within our […]

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Bird Watching

I wanted to fly with you, Instead I’m watching you from the ground. I wish I shared your lungs, Instead I waste my breath on unoriginal songs. You soar for hours on end As I float below you on partial breeze, Incapable of accompanying you, requiring additional artificial assistance. You, I’m not abandoning, despite… You […]

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Some of my words, my thoughts about god.

Christine Betts – writerpainter Rarasaur – some blog my prophet, Echo, showed me. Allusion vs illusion. Allusion is literary, illusion is visionary. I’m not trying to deceive, just trying to redirect your point of focus. Look within. That’s where you’ll find your inner light. And that is a metaphor. Please don’t go literally gouging out […]

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