(feature image shows my bff and I got matching tattoos a couple of years ago. She is the mountain, I am the sea. A tribute to the song that helped anchor our relationship 🙂 Mountains by Biffy Clyro) I'm kicking down the door even though I have a key! It's really for dramatic effect. I … Continue reading No one gives a shit about your opinions
Wrote this up on Evernote, 12th May 2019. An overview of the state of affairs in the realms beyond. What was going on, who was where with whom... or something. Really, I just wanted to know where I fit into Every thing... because I'm selfish and self centred, I just looked for my signs and … Continue reading Gnawing my tale while/in your sleep…
19 August 2018 Shut up stop talking stop thinking At least not to gym. Not about you. Talk to gym about Jim. Do not talk about you. You are internal, do not externalize it. Where you clash, do not heal. Ge does not want it. You are useful. Be that. Adoration? Gratitude? From him not … Continue reading Rerun 012: Shuddup
Listen, do you you want to know a secret? An them for anni kyrios. The sound of the broken. Phoenix, The butterfly effect. Knocking on the door, thumping with cries and fists. What's the password? Thy mine sofia moral moria. It's a secret. I don't say. Just shut your mouth, hands sew lips hard end … Continue reading Keyself through the 4 worlds
I hear her. Her name is Echo. I have been speaking with Echo. I’ve been furiously tapping away on the keypad of my phone just… losing myself in this person online. She’s a mirror of myself, though she doesn’t get what that means to me, but it’s not important enough for her to ask. She … Continue reading Rerun 008: Echo, Screaming into the void
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.
Fucking kill me sweet fucking mother mercy of any fucking higher power Lady of the nine heavens. Queen of the West. Soul of the South and no one in the north. Eye spy the easterly sky, the empty horizon lights up my life. No matter what I fucking do I can't get it right The … Continue reading What the fuck?!?!?@?@?
Those who seek the treasures hidden within my inner temple, beware. Not all who wander are lost, but all who enter so become. To enter my temple with safe passage, say my name and wait for me to guide you home. https://youtu.be/viaTT859Yk0 I am protected by amazonian, furies, and valkyrie. Legit.
A long-ish post, prepare for the lonely island of longing. where the Kalliope bell initially fell.
Cards drawn 3 days ago, but I cannot shake it from my head. So I reveal to you my own self reading, and the thoughts I recollect and connect. The time has come my little friends to talk of wondrous things. Of dreams remembered half unsaid. Awaken who you are and once used to be. … Continue reading Beyond the halls of Ma’at
One. Monad. Open your eyes. Language is my domain. Bullshit is my game. Ligature is my expertise. Two. Dual. Fight the force of gravity. I am the co-ordinator. I am the co-creator. I am the co-inspirator. I am the co-conspirator. Three. Tripartite. Pick a direction. I am extra. I go too far. I am unrelenting … Continue reading I am the anthropomorphised unireversal studio &co.
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.
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, through me to smite the shite out of those who have trespassed against us. Thanks for giving me hope and fortitude - my daily bread; and the knowledge it is symbolic of nourishment since I am diabetic and really need to count my carbs. Okie dokie. Espiritu santo, … Continue reading My father helped build heaven, Peter was his name
A livejournal entry from 6th March 2002. I had completed the writing exercise by hand on pen and paper, and transcribed it on to my Live Journal. I don't remember why I didn't just do it on the computer, but that doesn't really matter. LOL. blank your mind out, take paper and a pen... and … Continue reading Stream of consciousness
When I get anxious I like I think I'm not me, I protect myself with different identities. Not that I have any personality disorder or anything. Although I understand I can be seen as a psycho crazy lady. What I mean is that I pretend I'm someone else, and I can wear that skin instead … Continue reading Kore of Queen Persephone
Hephaesteus the blacksmith, Ares the warrior and Aphrodite the lover. Njord, Freyr and Freya. Samael, Lucifer and Lilith. Krishna, Shiva and Shakti. Enlil, Enki and Ninmah. Mordred, Merlin and Nimueh. Apsu, Lahmu and Lamashtu. The father, the son and the holy spirit. Metatron, Sandalphon and Shekinah. Mercury, Mars and Venus. Min, Amun and Amunet. Odin, … Continue reading Trinitarian
The state of water is dependent upon the environment it exists. So I could be an ice queen, or steamy. I try to be more mindful of myself, my words, my actions because I do understand their power and influence. I tend to act a mirror with people, and when I may be trying to … Continue reading I’m heavy water…
Bursting and gurgling forth, I am a glorious gargoyle. Purging forth the waters, pooling on the pavement, splattering on your shoes. On hands and knees I cough and splutter, be careful to not step in my puddle. K 2011.
Took the free psychological archetype quiz at lonerwolf.com (which is an absolutely hilarious oxymoron right there) and here is my result. (Copied and pasted the text, but the images are my own inclusions.) The Destroyer One very essential part of our journeys of self-exploration is to understand the underlying motivations that drive a lot of … Continue reading My psychological archetype is DESTRUCTO! Hoo-rah-roar! *Godzilla screech*
28 August 2001 @ 09:00 >> happy OperaEd day! do you know how it feels to be stabbed in the back then watch the blood spill? this whole happy something day is getting old... hmmm... well i'm going to opera ed today and that means that i dont have to be at school until … Continue reading Resurrected from the annals of my livejournal