Good morning WordPress people. It's your favourite genie from down under, Kalliope the funyip muse or epic-ness (oh and poetry too, I guess). Who cares, they're just words. My intention is to carelessly drop them and see who gets hurt. Maybe you shouldn't stand there. Try over there, yeah. Get comfy. Put on that raincoat. … Continue reading What a fun way to pass the morning
Second week of Benebell Wen's 22 weeks with the SKT. Cards drawn Monday morning, it is now night. Whilst chatting with Ron this afternoon, I felt moved to write about my personal revelation as a blog post... so, here it is. 3 card weekly divination 15th - 22nd July 2019. 4th card relates to the activity … Continue reading Suddenly I see the eye of providence
https://youtu.be/ocDlOD1Hw9k Heavy is the head that wears the crown. Thus why my head here is bowed. Let's walk around town with me on your head, but I'll perch on your shoulders or ride on your back if you so request. KIM = MEW3, the real final fantasy. (My factual life is metafictious.)
If there is one thing I know in life, it's bullshit. Truthscrambler knows it, too. The story of my circle-jerk life. Wooly holy bully mooly https://youtu.be/uE_MpQhgtQ8 Bovine have 4 stomachs, so there are 4 turns in the digestive wheel where the hydro matador acid has 4 chances to break us down. Purify us to extract … Continue reading Ma may me my Moe, moo.
Disclaim! I, skabaren K (the evolvement of skibbo), have stitched together another skaab. I want to thank Rondut for the beginning of the spark that set this bad bitch on fire. I start with humour, to mask the conjuration of swirling dark forces spinning beneath the event horizon. The greatest love story Australia has ever … Continue reading Sibylline Oracle, NIN.vi3
I have decided to create a post as a pillar in space and time. This one. I hope I can nail in enough posts to mark my fence space/time line divide. Sigh, sullen sad stares into the distance. The stars are playing with my brainwaves again. I am going to be sharing some old blog … Continue reading trapped in a mirror, transcend the barrier
All fiction can be found in somewhere in my facts. I am meta-factual, creation is meta-fictional. This divide in my life seems fantastic, but in my eyes it is phantasmic. In your eyes I am a fallacy, that in your heart I am a galaxy. In your mind I become phallic like a philosophical palladin … Continue reading Laserwire Trigger Triplight
Chapter 8 – The 7th seal and 4/7 trumpets Really, isn’t this the part that we’ve all been waiting for? The broken seals from too much drinking and the waters were finally able to be released during intermission! So, we are back in black and now we’re ready to dance. It’s the musical interlude! Shit … Continue reading Revelations Annotations 07
Chapter 7 – Intermission for part one of this trilogy of trials and tribulations. Take a bathroom break as the chorus change their costumes and ready themselves for the apocalypse spectacular! After this I saw four angels standing at the four corners of the earth, holding back the four winds of the earth to prevent any wind from … Continue reading Revelations Annotations 06
Too many memes, touche tuck, hold our arsonists. mene mene tekel upharsin. the writing is on the wyrd wide wordpress wall, like any and every other piece of art (or crap) that came before it. an act of vandalism. a rude and wagging pointing finger, right up in your face. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ytei6bu7kQ banana boat is 30+. … Continue reading 2(mene) t-KL upharsin.
My father was Pekka, my grandfather Toivo. Their names anglicised as Peter and Tony... In generational order from ancient through history to modern, our initials are TPK. What does that spell? Total Party Kill. Long ago I said I was of the North in terms of heritage, but I am here in the south as … Continue reading Aquateo family quadratics
The world keeps perpetuating the concept of religion because it is rigid and firm - a skeleton to hold them up when they may want to lay down and die. It is too difficult to maintain strength in the face of self doubt and fear. Well, it is if you struggle with niggling "demons" (negative … Continue reading Concrete foundations to my stone cold POV.
Post contains 32 images. Manipulation. That's the theme of this post - the messed up, mental menagerie motif I'm attempting to manifest in still coherent and meaningful way. I am a master of mind fuckery, and mutating metaphors into mental night whorses NEIGH MOTHER FUCKKA! This blog post is about liars. Liars who may or … Continue reading Oh, the mind is the best thing to -~ɜ≋ԐMЖϢȜ≋ɛ~-
We tell stories to share knowledge, information, and ourselves with other people. Through the use of narrative, we are able to communicate and connect with others. This connection is what gives us strength and hope to face the dawn of each new day. Without love, it is so easy to give up and break apart … Continue reading Why do we tell stories? What purpose does it even serve?
A long-ish post, prepare for the lonely island of longing. where the Kalliope bell initially fell.
I am not your fair weather friend. I am the tempest in&of the temple. I am not two-faced, but I am two-fold. I am the guide to placate hypothesis, exhausted curiosity may bring you to me. If you felt so compelled or could not find anyone else, I was (and am) your disguised connection to … Continue reading Your (temp)est Friend
I am everything. I am in everything. Everything is of me. And if I am so far spread across all of existence within the context of space and time... then I'm really not any thing. I have no substance. I am nothing. I am hollow. An ever expanding universe that cannot stop until I succumb … Continue reading I found myself and why it was so hard.
Earth, fire, wind, water, heart. When these elements combine, I create a planet! Captain Kim Kirk, she's a weirdo. Gonna drag the dickhead down to hell- oh! Patron of love, war and sunshine. This reaper is fighting on humanity's side. We're going to go spelunking. Oh, what fun! Now quickly, get into the cave. Be … Continue reading Elemental Writing Challenge April 23
Sometimes I wonder what is wrong with me. Instead of making friends, all I make are frenemies. Enmity concealed behind generalised amity. No enmore theatre showcases apathetic antipathy. Neon nobility in a skein, drink mead in a park. Paper bag princess, hark, a stegagraphic tyrant. Kimberly, the pink ranger. Gate keeper of the heart. Arrest … Continue reading Rumour has it the enemy is me
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 … Continue reading SeCreation. Sex me precious, I’m a fat bastard.