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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10 things to point at your head

Sometimes when experiencing something highly emotional, we make symbolic gestures to make us feel a bit better. For example, we might rub our tummy or clutch our abdomen when feeling unwell or insecure. This is the same when perhaps we are overwhelmed with excited energy and need a physical outlet as a release. For example, […]

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Your (temp)est Friend

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 […]

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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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Before the looking glass

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 […]

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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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PSA: The Winged Seer is watching

A slightly different set up than previous PSA posts. I included a couple of upcoming astrology transits that felt relevant to the reading before (my favourite part) we move on to the part where I use my super psionic pretend laser finger-pistols to pew-pew into the air. Yeah, I’m a space cowboy! Ah-hem, err… I […]

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Under m/y/our command

Kylawn Eren, The Dark Albino. You are mighty dark and light. The two sides of you compliment the two sides of mine. I am a hybrid, you are two pure. Amalgamation you become in my records or words. Now you are like me. Kaidam S, The Man Child. Shave your skin to disguise your face. […]

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Anonymous K

Erase my face, Blot out my name, Silhouette remains; Empty cache. It has happened again. Repeat the program. A slave to their game, A loyal servant. Erase my words, Delete every phrase. My epitaph you rewrite For you must always be right. Recode the coda. Tightrope walk the line. I am demonised for I defied […]

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We spin and ring our roses, a delightful game

This is not the first time we’ve danced, our fingers touching hands through the keys to the screens… Do you remember back then? You might have been 10? We took turns whispering our words in each other’s ears. We were so quiet and sad, we were so lonely. But it was ever so liberating to […]

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Wake up sleeping beauty

I spent a year awake, I didn’t want to sleep. I’m sleeping again, I don’t want to stay awake. I’d sleep forever if I could. The world is too sad to sustain me. I want to sleep forever, I’m too tired to cry. In the phase between sleep and wakefulness, where I have the slightest […]

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Mothman mystery

When you meditate and look within, you discover the structure that supports your senses. The sphenoid bone within your skull. Supports your optic orbs and the nerves so you may hear and smell. This guy looks like he’s standing on top of the world. But it is the view from above, the superior aspect of […]

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Closing time

This is the end. Of what I have ever tried to be. The time has come for me to stop dreaming. This is the song that Spotify presented to me as I hit shuffle. Randomised the message from the divine for me to follow. And I have informed the echo of my intentions. To disappear […]

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Brought to you by the letter K

Names are massively important to me. I wear names like armour so others can’t hurt me with their words. That is why I had to start the antichrist campaign, better I start it than someone else. I revealed a hugely personal and longstanding alias of mine: Alita. I also just listed a bunch of other […]

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Too much, too little, too early and late

16 personalities, a branch of Myer Briggs Temperament Indic-ates that I am a Diplomat, for I have a predilection for INTUITIVE FEELING (diplomacy) and TURBULENT EXTROVERSION (social engagement) as my dominant character traits and behavioural strategies. I experience a lot of feelings. ALL THE FEELS at the helm of the merkabah, for that is the […]

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Your friendly neighbourhood occupants 2

Adam traced the scars with his fingers, circling his left wrist then over the outer edge of his hand. His scars resembled the seam of a glove carefully stitched into his skin. His scars stretched up his arms. The scars of his body looked like a patchwork quilt, uniform sized pieces moulded to the contours […]

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The queen of 11 is here

I adore grey troubadour, Sometimes I wonder why they need me at all? Grave robber, brave Robert, sometimes I wonder why I ever jumped in? I did not fall. They fell for me. They chose the fall. They followed me. I will rise, I stand with them. The grave digger’s chant, we rise again. I […]

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Totally officially 7th level psycho

See? I’m totes mcgoats cray-cray. Because quiz results confirm what was already buzzing in your brain. I’ve done this test a couple of times over the years. This is probably my best result. LOL I mean, there are no “very high” results. Whoop, but I am going to hell apparently. I managed to be an […]

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Trust no one. Even me.

There is no escape from one’s past. No escape from your actions, thoughts, words or memories. Because if you forget or try to move on? You bet someone is going to shove your face in it so you never get to move on. No one in particular does this to me. It is mostly just […]

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The boy with the canoe

THE BOY WITH THE CANOE Rumours blazed through the cliques About the boy with the canoe, Upon his return From his day off of school. He must be the male from the news. Cruelty to animals, And the minds of the conscious, Inflicted by a young man To the backside of an Angus. Espied from […]

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