4 July 2019 @ 7.03am. Good morning sun. Good morning world. I'm a flawed human of questionable worth. But that's okay, I don't have to change, I just have to break the point of view paradigm. This girl is a time lord with an ego ready to usurp the throne from the devil. Queen K … Continue reading A thing I used to do when I had the time
The energies of me I imbue unto you this new July moon. Lady Eclipse, my first handle.
Ma'at! The eclipse is coming! OMG! Come on, run, run into the sun!Go go, power up! I summon my eidolons before me and my throne. Ark of the 9 heavens opens up and my special agents 7 appear before the queen. Bard, Cleric, Barbarian, Rogue, Palladin, Ranger, Summoner. Ain't no party like my S-Club 7. … Continue reading Eos rays the galaxy guardians – RISE!
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.
Kalliope, Kali's calling all of me. Coo-coo-ka-choo, walrus tune. This is not an e/in-vocation, nor a disguised incantation. This is just me doing my thing, I write to put you in the right frame of mind. I'm not after any absolution, my life isn't perfect but it's just fine. My soul is laughing, it's spoken … Continue reading Circum vent/ferens
7 June 2019, 9:29pm. Leo the lion is a little pessimistic, so all you other tilting mindmills be aware. Turn back the sands of the thinking cogs, let not your face give you away. Don't blink. Keep one eye open at all times. Dont trust the cries of an angel. Eye to eye a steep … Continue reading Have you forgotten that I am the muse?
Deborah was one of the 12 judges of Isreal. 1 woman, 11 men. She was one of the 12 judges from the biblical book of Judges (old testament). Judge Judy shopheṭ or shofeṭ (plural shophṭim or shofeṭim; Hebrew: שׁוֹפֵט šōp̄ḗṭ, Punic: 𐤔𐤐𐤈 šufeṭ, Ugaritic: 𐎘𐎔𐎉 ṯapiṭ) literally means "Judge", from the Semitic root "ṮPṬ", "to pass judgment". Cognate titles exist in other Semitic cultures, notably Phoenicia and Carthage. The Biblical judges were shofeṭs. WIKIPEDIA! Just is Kim. … Continue reading Debbie does Atlas
I over think things, I get in my own way. It's pretty ridiculous that the more effort I put into something the more it kind of fucks up. And... I feel really shit to say this, but when I'm just "doing my thing" I have no idea why but I get more likes? It's just … Continue reading Overthinking to extinction
Cataract clouds the one seeing eye. Odysseus, the cyclops is blind, there's no need to hide. Come out, come out wherever you are. Kalliope is and was the black chandelier that crashed to the ground. In your sleep you can still hear her singing of the nighttime knight, and the knife fight fought in shadows … Continue reading An archangel no more
I wish I was a god. That way I could do whatever I wanted. Like god in dogma. The Alanis Morrissette version of god. So before I go any further. I should lay down some pop culture inspirations, reference points. I'm not going to cite everything. But if you know of these films/tv series/novels then … Continue reading My real deepest darkest wish: achieve godhood.
Ok this is ridiculous but I think I know what I'm supposed to say but it is so not how I normally operate. I'm all about freedom - freedom for and freedom from.. whatever. You do you as long as it doesn't hurt anyone. But don't let that stop you from doing you, either. Freedom … Continue reading The god killer (skillet jackal)
A long-ish post, prepare for the lonely island of longing. where the Kalliope bell initially fell.
Think of this as the first chapter. The previous piece as the introduction. Please be respectful. I'm the only one allowed to piss people off. It's my playful charm, my youthful facade and petite stature that lets me get away with shit. Subterfuge the deluge, I remove the veil of theurge. Learn from my mistakes: … Continue reading Revelation Annotations 01
Eye espy sights, lights, skies and spies. Planets and moons way up high reveal our truths whilst planting lies. Guard yourself (your soul) against deception from any direction. He sees you when you're sleeping, he knows when you're awake. He watches you when you think you're alone, the original peeping Tom. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OMOGaugKpzs Hold your head … Continue reading Can you trust your senses? Visions/vision, and the versions we believe.
Performance artist. Of factual fiction. Don't let the dazzling display of light deceive your eyes. Reality is an illusion. And you are the master. I, a mystic magician, am but a figment of your minds eye. I May be claircognizant, but I'm not omniscient. I am salient, not sapient. Homo- hetero- who cares, pan- demi-, … Continue reading Villain? No. Vaudevillian!
3:33 in to the podcast and I have to press pause and rant. Mother fucking fucker. This is the the magician I referred to in Wolf of Antimony's post like an hour ago, and the one I mentioned in my post from this morning about my plans for this site. Honestly, I hadn't even heard … Continue reading Jason Louv podcast #39 (posted last Thursday?)
Sojourn of Sol descent unto hell, your spirit I am trying to help. By burning up the atmosphere you might open your eyes and notice I'm here. Lift your head, take my hand, I will help you stand. Having raised you from perdition (again), young one, you are in dire need of a practical revision … Continue reading Before the looking glass
What a curious thing to consider the soul, this invisible thing "inside" of us that supposedly makes us human. We can have such distorted views of ourselves and our interrelationships with others can be quite complicated. It can seem preposterous that with 7 billion people in the world there would be only 1 other soul that … Continue reading Soul mates ignite as twin flames
Calling all Argonauts. Herald those who sailed with me once upon a tale in ancient Greek mythology. The red ranger may have been the captain who received all the glory, but it is the pink ranger of the heart who helms the Carina now. Kalliope is bringing the old gang back together. I've got Caeneus, … Continue reading Argot naught, læs/sæl
My metaschematic language of words, meta-database of words you have heard, a glossolalist singing lies for the herd. Signature ligatures, symbolic lines, symphonic semantics, cymbals and chimes. Muscles that move in meticulous time, Not all miraculous signs are divine. The echo you hear, the light that you see, the pheromones that you secretly breathe cannot … Continue reading Saying spells summons syllables