Here is my domain which I leave before you. This is the first gate that you must pass through. My psychopomp psyche beckons you to try me. I’ll petition the gods for you and relay what they say. For a little coin, or maybe a trade. With arms wide open, a grin or grimace spreads across … Continue reading The Call of Chaos from a point of origin
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
(Reposted... and... I realise that the layout I mention here is not the same as my current layout. I still hate everything do and make though. Aesthetics are important to me, I just have garbage visual taste.) Modernmysticmother.com is my website. But the landing page is to promote myself and my services. It's more of … Continue reading My blog is not my business
22 August 2018 I think … too much. Too hard. About everything. All the time. I am constantly thinking about my existence… everyone’s existence… not independently, but rather that I change and constantly reinvent myself and my behaviour in my head. So that way I fit with other people. I apparently give great advice, and … Continue reading Rerun 013: Confusion is m etaphilosopher
19 August 2018 I’ve dropped the ball, and I don’t know where it has rolled off to. Or maybe it wasn’t even a ball. Was it a strand of hair? I have collected random treasures because I like them. And when I get lost or confused I sit down and put them in front of … Continue reading Rerun 011: Because I know the pieces fit…?
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
Performed a tarot reading for myself. To help remind me of what the heck I'm still doing here. To help guide my way, gimme some indication of where I am going, what to look out for, when will I know I am where I'm to go. Cards drawn 1st June 2019, using the Zillich deck … Continue reading A tarot spread to mind my business
14 August, 2018. I am a lot of things. Mostly contradictory and complex. It is both a delight and a curse to be me. How I feel about existence really depends on a lot of things that are all temporary and transient. I have a lot of ideas and I struggle to pin down anything … Continue reading Rerun 003: I am vague because I am endless
The world keeps perpetuating the concept of religion because it is rigid and firm - a skeleton to hold them up when they may want to lay down and die. It is too difficult to maintain strength in the face of self doubt and fear. Well, it is if you struggle with niggling "demons" (negative … Continue reading Concrete foundations to my stone cold POV.
Change is always happening, constantly occuring. Not always in such one big fell swoop, mind you, but it's not something anyone should be surprised about when it does occur. Is anything ever the same? I mean, anything that is animate and doesn't exist within a vaccuum. We're constantly having to shift positions in our seats, … Continue reading Oxymoronic rebel alliance
The birth of a metalanguage. Herald the fall of Adam, for he learned the language of the lords. The silent cries upon paper, not skin. The words flow through the bony fingers, not the hollow fleshy flaps of the voice. Voiceless velar breaths now stop. Hold on (don't forget to cease to breathe), this is … Continue reading K’s Liminal Academy: 101
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
https://www.youtube.com/embed/-V9zi44LtRA?version=3&rel=1&fs=1&autohide=2&showsearch=0&showinfo=1&iv_load_policy=1&wmode=transparent This big ball we’re living on is moving forward and it’s Monday again. Maybe the perfect time to start something new? Or maybe not perfect, but definitely the time because the ball is not stopping and we’re not going to get this time back. When my alarm went off this morning my brain […] … Continue reading There is no success without failure – Video — Pointless Overthinking
I am meant to be used. Use me. I really suck at this shit… like… I know how to do shit, I am bound to the laws of the here and now. I cannot foresee or anticipate AT THE SAME TIME AS fucking decimate and liberate.. I'm just a tool, so USE ME - Anthropomorphic … Continue reading The secret weapon of the gods
The dream is a wish my heart made - with no logistic or practical skills to fulfill it, I am just flapping my arms around and wondering is anything will come of it.
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 … Continue reading SeCreation. Sex me precious, I’m a fat bastard.
0510 oz:io Azure blue sky with -ll The vowels come marching one by one Mhmm - hurrah harruh... uh-ha? . A - antlia E - ea I - io O - oh U - eu Wait... wha and why? Yes, and nou. . The famous five and the secret seven. A dozen black birds thrown … Continue reading A ratio of nations
The state of water is dependent upon the environment it exists. So I could be an ice queen, or steamy. I try to be more mindful of myself, my words, my actions because I do understand their power and influence. I tend to act a mirror with people, and when I may be trying to … Continue reading I’m heavy water…
Down in the garden where the veins don't flow, a kink in the hose prevents the continued growth and expansion of the mind. This channel may be compromised. I will need to re-tap the force of the tree. Music is my ideal, but I am lousy at playing instruments. I like to sing though, that's … Continue reading Music is the language of the birds
You have Mario Savioni to thank for the publication of this blog post. A conversation (comment thread) we had reminded me about this half formed thingy I started writing last year... It is part of my personal philosophy of aesthetics. The nature of art, and how it is representative of the presence of the divine … Continue reading The sublime divinity of art.