19 August 2018, originally titled "my head really hurts" I don’t know anything for sure. I don’t even know who or what I am nor my capabilities. The possibilities are endless. The fragmentation and permutations are infinite. I don’t even know or trust anything. I am endless in all that “I don’t know” because I … Continue reading Rerun 010: the Morning after headache
18 August 2018 Is that my genius? My special talent? My perceptive skill so sharp and subtle, I can see beyond… because I can see. I perceive without judgement. This is all thought and mind and mentalism. It is mercurian by nature. Thank you Mercury, Hermes, Thoth, Lucifer, Uranus. Any deity or entity associated with … Continue reading Rerun 009: Perception skill natural 20
I’m not angry or resentful about this. I have accepted it and it’s meaning to me will essentially be different to you (I mean, come on, it’s “my power” and “my definition” of that power and WTF even is 'power', etc). It’s all good, that is beside the point. I’m the quintessential “mother”, the “yin”, … Continue reading Rerun 007: The bullshit of my power
Frantic and frightened, I'm drowning inside of myself. Again I berate myself with "what have you done?!" I do things that are both necessary and benign and yet punish myself for doing those things as if they were wrong. I have recently been actively PARTICIPATING in the blogosphere and holy shit people are liking or … Continue reading Rerun 006: Remergence from behind a curtain
14 August 2018 Once upon a time I knew exactly who I was, I recognised the immense power and potential within me. I was able to create magic not only for myself but for others, I was able to bend the world to my will. I recognised the necessity for all of my limitations and … Continue reading Rerun 004: Sleep to hard reset
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ekpM8eD3LM4 Spin and circle the drain with me. Hold my hands and we can twirl like Jack and Rose did when they danced aboard the Titanic! Where am I? Somewhere over the rainbow It's called the Wonder(ful) land of Oz. 1 And the fifth angel sounded, and I saw a star fall from heaven to … Continue reading The red sky has fallen; had you forgotten?
I posted about my regret at not being able to express myself in an artistically creative way, and the frustration that causes me. I get so angry and upset with myself for failing to live up to my aspirations - and I just complain and go on and on about it, and don't really do … Continue reading A lament of the muse: part 2
I am the black horseman. I am the rider of the knightmare rider. Her own herald of Hera. My entourage has just caught up to me so I can finally press publish on this Let's recap the progression of this antichrist karma-geddon campaign. #01. New Kreyest The white horse of conquest, anti-Kreyest, rode free 8 … Continue reading The black horseman of the apocalypse
I have no idea what the hell I'm doing. What I'm writing. Why I'm writing. I'm just smacking my brain against the padded walls of the inside of my skull. Thwack thwack - fucking... just be... So, what's the story morning glory? I could be like mother Mary with a blessing in my hole, I'll … Continue reading So long & thanks for all the ghoti
Vala: I have a message I would like to send out there, Mr D.J. Do you mind if I hijack this radio station's frequency? I do have a song request! And a subliminal message I'd like to send. Iso: I'm not really into brainwashing. There'll be no "subliminal" messages or anything here. I am a … Continue reading The goddess squads may keep their gods.
Silencing science with nonsense non-science. Knitting knots, knot-science knot-scious. Science conscience conscious. Conscious subconscious unconscious. Super conscious, supra conscious. Supersede supersonic supra-scionic. Super psychic, psychotic, psych-iconic, psycho-naut, nautical, nought naughty, knot nought and crosses. Family, nuclear family, nucleus, inner core, bound, fission fusion fissure, fishing fisting, fisticuffs, fighting. Fight or flight, fright, bright freight eight … Continue reading 4Phore, the Family’s Phosphorescent Fanny Fronttiern
29 January 2019, 12:39 am; So there are 2 people I follow who seem to do a regular thing of 1 day a week is dedicated to sharing a song. The guy who has terrible timing does Music Monday, and Robyn who rocks around the clock does Tunes for Tuesday. Err... It's Tuesday now. And … Continue reading The cold spider prayed and bled
J.Zeus aligns down the crosshairs, I’ve got the keys to the wheels. It’s up to you to pull the trigger, snipe the veil between your eyes. Mother and Father are so black and white, they don’t care if you live or die. Thanks to my rebellious uncle’s transistor The keys to the house of … Continue reading 2019: the year of the uprising
Okay, the date is 26 January 2019, and the time is 5:24 am. Take a seat. Thanks. Do you require a drink of water or anything? Cool. I'll have Igor bring that up right away. Well then, let's get this show on the road, shall we? Now, let me make myself clear, here. Because I … Continue reading Welcome to my secret lair
16 January 2019, 2:23pm; I have spent today making graphics on canva. I'm not a graphic designer, I use an app on my phone and then select templates to use. I'm a wordsmith, not a designer. I work with wordy materials, I don't materialise visions I deigned. But I am a vision. I am a … Continue reading I half wrote a poem about jus.
Am I the boom gate guardian to the "universal studio"? The synchronicity of all I hear and see appears to resound all around... The ripples through space and time; the impact of our imagined prose as we turn ideas into constructed fiction... I am insane to think that there is any connection between these otherwise … Continue reading Right here, right now.
7 January 2019, 4:55pm; Repetition and retracing neural nodes and links to implant these new avatars and personal associative images. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5CPeHQHAQyo KIM PETRAS - HEART TO BREAK Any time, that you like / Gonna give you my heart to break / Angel eyes, tell me lies / Gonna give you my heart to break One … Continue reading WELCOME ABOARD THE HMS Starkist, the queen’s helm.
5 January 2019, 7:26 am; Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. Thank you for joining me on this morning flight. The ba-ba-bird is the word, and if you have not heard-erd-derd the word from the birds, then this little razorblade vixen would rather cut straight to the chase. I am spearheading Ares' call … Continue reading Dangerous stranger, the Pink Granger.
OMG FAR OUT BRUSSEL SPROUTS... UM... IT'S JANUARY 1, 2019, THE TIME IS 4:44PM This year is... "my" year... to... hopefully find and gather all the... fallen... who... are like me. OMG THAT DOES SOUND EFFING CRAZY. But... in vocal chord singing whatever... the sound of music... doe ray me far so lah tea do'h! … Continue reading Play girl is living in tomorrow’s world