I'm a teller of stories, I'm a singer of songs. An oracle of omens, a re-writer of wrongs. I'm an archetypal essence of both my ego and shadow. The oracle of Sydney shares her wisdom with the world. A wailing, blinding siren, I am the Spin Doctor. We are dumb and there are plenty of … Continue reading I am and my way with words
Today's word of the day is Sagacious. Because no matter what I do, it's always a saga to try to friggen explain it. See? IOU something... for more than we can keen in this life stream. (Btw. It's 18 January 2019, the time right now is 3.18pm) With these screen shots I release my claim. … Continue reading Girl, interrupted with a vintage montage
Retracing familiar steps, flights of stares and depths of fancy dips, tip turn the crescent, and back to meet me here in my presence. Wednesday 3rd July 2019 @ 20:34 》~•> 🔮 hey, apparently that took me 3 minutes to decide on that emoji. How pathetic. Any way, here I am. I really have no … Continue reading Throwback 2a(ru)n5 Forward
Modern day Kalliope. ME. 😀 University educated. Happily married. Mother of 2. Jack of all trades master of none. I'd rather be a jack of all trades than master of one. Bachelor of Arts. Master of Teaching. Major in English, text and writing, sub major in education, sub major in art history and cinema studies. … Continue reading My made-up mythic curriculum vitae
I like things to be in order when I don't feel ordered. And it's not original. I just looked it up. It's already out there so why should anyone fucking care what some crazy little lady has to say? I know I'm all meta. Meta whatever. All of my interests have been about making meaning … Continue reading Rerun 014: The meaning of my coping mechanism
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
In some ways I'm a bit like Belle from in Disney's Beauty and the Beast. On the outside I'm brunette, a bit peculiar, judgmental, and headstrong. In other ways I feel like crazy old Maurice: insane, creative, obsessive, frail. I'm also not an old French dude; I also like steam punk. I feel like a … Continue reading My pretend house will be so large, you won’t be able to find me when I cry
Think of this as the first chapter. The previous piece as the introduction. Please be respectful. I'm the only one allowed to piss people off. It's my playful charm, my youthful facade and petite stature that lets me get away with shit. Subterfuge the deluge, I remove the veil of theurge. Learn from my mistakes: … Continue reading Revelation Annotations 01
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?)
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 … Continue reading Brought to you by the letter K
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
I am a prolific writer. Or rather, I talk a lot. I prefer the mode of speech, vocalisation to communicate my message as that is much more direct - instantaneous. I am born on the cusp of a generation that thrives on INSTANT GRATIFICATION. I am the perpetually satisfied seeker, as I live in the … Continue reading Guardian at the end of the galaxy
You were never there, Although you were. You blamed me for the rain One day. You tell me you love me And all these other lies. I smile and nod politely. You said you never meant to hurt me, Although I wanted to hurt you. I hated you, Then came down and cry to you. … Continue reading Someone knew
Where do you go When they close all the doors? There’s no place for you, Vacancy is few. With thousands of rooms And beds for two, Empty is now full. You, they exclude. Don’t beg from me To give you a key. There is no permission To allow you admission. Do you exist If you … Continue reading Renegade Empty
To come in to this world, you needed some shit. or some shit like that. who cares. everything is the same anyway. I lament my existence. Why the fuck do I keep doing this to myself? Why do you keep doing this to me? I just want the endless cycle to be over. Take me … Continue reading I NEVER NEEDED but YOU made Me this waY.
This morning I woke up from a dream and I don’t remember what the dream was or anything anymore, because time separates us from the “knowledge” we possessed. When every morning is a “rebirth”, and so we end up forgetting whatever we discovered while we were “dead” (asleep). Ugh. I love symbols. I just “get … Continue reading Rerun 020: Confess! But make no apologies
I will slay all words and lay them before you here, at our feet. The weapon I wield is the subtle sword, I keep behind my teeth. Words are useful tools, they are the living vehicles of evolution. With our words we are able to share the views of our worlds. A vista of vision, … Continue reading Mark my words, X marks the spot.
12 January 2019, 12:34am; Firstly, today would have been my parent's 39th wedding anniversary. Instead it is the 20th anniversary since my father passed away. So... I love you, dad. I miss you. I never stopped thinking about you or anything even though I copped a lot of flack for not crying about it all the … Continue reading Playgirl is toying with time’s secrets (fantasy finals)
28 December 2018, 8:24am; I really am stuck for words, which does seem to be bizarre however I believe it to be an indication that instead I should be revising my words and my strategy in going into the new year. It's not the time for NEW shit, even if it is time for a … Continue reading FFW! The creative & learning processes..