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 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 … Continue reading Eo nomine
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?)
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 … Continue reading We spin and ring our roses, a delightful game
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 … Continue reading Trust no one. Even me.
I was writing a whole bunch of thingys Friday night, Saturday morning. It was the middle of the night and I was just so pumped to fucking write. And my phone notified me that Venus went retrograde and so I started to write about my upcoming birthday. And I wanted to do a little teaser … Continue reading Symbolically just rubbing my body and dancing – a nice pat on the back
Look I don't know shit but I know a whole bunch of shit. I know what I'm good at and I know what I want to do. These are things that we repeat to ourselves to ground us and cement us when shit gets a bit freaky or confusing or all round messed up. It's … Continue reading Know my signature, ledger a mantra