My real deepest darkest wish: achieve godhood.

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 […]

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from joke to broke (nhome)

3 part act, brought to you from the spirit that inspired Solomon to write his songs. I mean, I give people all sorts of ideas. I just don’t know how to transmute them from conception to construction… And no one ever says thank you. They just take and act like it was all and only […]

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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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Why do we tell stories? What purpose does it even serve?

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 […]

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Eo nomine

I have so many fucking ideas. So many wells of inspiration from which to write. And I know I have it in me to produce writing that titillates the pleasures and this is different for everyone. I produce a kind of experience, if sensation is what you seek. I reveal the invisible links and threads […]

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Can you trust your senses? Visions/vision, and the versions we believe.

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. Hold your head high, […]

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I summon and weave all of me

I am a lazy mother hugger and cosplay is something I have only ever low key participated in. Mere homages to ideations, characters and features I desired to pay small tribute to. They were all just mere token displays that only meant something to me, but here before you I reveal my truth. Zatanna Zatara […]

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Jason Louv podcast #39 (posted last Thursday?)

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 […]

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Kitsune cannot explain this

Weaving the wyrd threads into twine. Braid a rope, not a tapestry. The guilt-free is guilty, the guiltless guiles. The accused and the innocent in a tailspin with over some thing, some one thing. No, nothing. No face which to face. I am a far too many faceted being to stick to anything long enough […]

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Bros before hoes, here in the fiefdom

Jesus was born to Mary and Joseph. He was born in Bethlehem, where neither of his parents were from. His father was a carpenter, but he had much more grandiose ideas about life than than such humble origins could afford him. Jesus, as the way with rebellious teens, couldn’t file for emancipation so he did […]

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I am the anthropomorphised unireversal studio &co.

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 […]

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I found myself and why it was so hard.

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 […]

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The black horseman of the apocalypse

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 […]

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Saying spells summons syllables

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 […]

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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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My father helped build heaven, Peter was his name

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, […]

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Enneagram 8

The enneagram is another personality assessments where you answer questions and it slots you into a one out of 9 types. Yes, I know there are more than 9 results or analytic types (taking into consideration the ‘wings’ and etc whatever?). But it generally has the 9 types and the wings are modifiers of that […]

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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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Psychic Fraudsters: so scene, tre chic

Nicolathe the honk of nico-la-tonk. Chickens are free to breed if you need. Nicola my friend (whose name I’m playing with for funsies right now) shared a linky-link, and I too will share a linky-link. However, my share links to Nicola’s page where she links to Jessi’s page. via Jessi Huntenburg: How to Detetc Psychic […]

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