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
This one goes out to... all of eu... ja, yew. Ampersand+ plus me. Let's travel back in time, the journey occurs in our minds, although our bodies remain here in stasis. The year before we embark on this boazer boat of arterial argon is 2019; I remember we started in the ionic arcades of Calcified … Continue reading I am you, & Ennui
PEW-PEW ∝‡≡≡››- – – (Psychic Empathic Wisdom from Pictures & Energy & Words) Of course you want your tarot read by me. I’m shooting lasers. It’s ancient wisdom delivered in a futuristic (contemporary) way. CARD #42 GHOSTS OF THE PASTThe past returns for a time... Hah, at the start of the year I posted my 2019 tarot divination to foretell what … Continue reading PSA: Ghosts of the past
i don't know what i have done to deceive everyone? i have been lying to everyone my whole life and i don't know... what am i still doing? what have i missed or forgotten or hidden or obscure? i am manipulative and twist everyone's brains and minds and perceptions. i am unwilling to change. i … Continue reading I have been refining my lies since childhood
Reposted an old blog post about opinions, and then this song sprang to mind. This song is from another Australian band, Kisschasy. This is from their 2007 album, Hymns for the Non Believer. https://youtu.be/3qtWjpf1QQE Kisschasy - opinions won't keep you warm at night. Wait while jealousy tears you apart / I'm sorry but I cannot help … Continue reading Kisschasy – Opinions…
theultimatepsyche wrote about this on DM's page. So i clickety-clicked and tappity-typed, like the armchair detective that I am. I read about the limbic system of the brain. Checked it out and had to skim through it as it gave me a headache. There's a whole bunch of neurological jargon and assumed knowledge I don't … Continue reading Neurological functioning 101,written in 10 minutes after skim reading a wikipedia page
Cataract clouds the one seeing eye. Odysseus, the cyclops is blind, there's no need to hide. Come out, come out wherever you are. Kalliope is and was the black chandelier that crashed to the ground. In your sleep you can still hear her singing of the nighttime knight, and the knife fight fought in shadows … Continue reading An archangel no more
Fly off out of this place, send me up up and away. I need to study the stars not from afar but from inside their core - burn me alive. Incinerate ash my flesh. Incendiary, float away. Why can't I be someone else, it's the same old stories over and over again. Kokabiel of the … Continue reading I am garbage androgen, alkimysterium.
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 … Continue reading Fight (me) club
Poison and bane upon my brain, sublimates all memory. Erase my existence from all existence. The butterfly effect alternative ending. Concentrate, shut your eyes, hold my hand, pull it tight. The umbra, penumbra, antumbral chords. Pull and hold to activate the umbilical suffocation protocol. I hope I die before I wake. I have no soul … Continue reading I am alone. I was never born
Calling all Argonauts. Herald those who sailed with me once upon a tale in ancient Greek mythology. The red ranger may have been the captain who received all the glory, but it is the pink ranger of the heart who helms the Carina now. Kalliope is bringing the old gang back together. I've got Caeneus, … Continue reading Argot naught, læs/sæl
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 … Continue reading PSA: The Winged Seer is watching
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 … Continue reading Saying spells summons syllables
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.
https://youtu.be/Epgo8ixX6Wo Massive Attack - Protection (click for lyrics) I love this song. It demonstrates a different kind of love. I don't care if I'm a girl or a boy, a man, woman or alien. Hell, I'm an androgynous cyborg pathogen from outer space downloaded into this pretty and petite female human life form. Either way … Continue reading Stand by me, or behind me.
Kestrel relievings My tired family day, genealogy branch I trace the small predatory bird of quietest praise. Shadowy trill, the nosedive thrill. Highest perception of unpronounced skill. Final fantasy destiny to crash and burn upon the pinnacle of man's temple mountain. The trees of life and knowledge are watered by the fountain. Bloody and bleeding, … Continue reading Eidolone Summoning (FM04)
Thestrals receiving My little brother, buy me a pony. Oh brother, where art thou? Ride my battle steed. You look up to me for personality. My fame, my name, my face. Tiger blood in this rat race. Mister miser, supplicant, analgin of fan and fair, please help my pony over there. Under the tree, fallen … Continue reading Orpheum Summoning (FM03)
To find balance. At the tip of this carefully honed knife. The balanced blade. 2 of swords, the blind seer. The declared choice has been made. I wish (my/ki/me) would just go and kill you(her)self. I'm a genie in a bottle, baby. You came and rubbed me the right way. Karma in a bottle baby, … Continue reading I only wanted help
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 … Continue reading Closing time
A playlist I just made up, not on spotify, but just thinking and writing... 8 disney, 8 beatles. Disney leads and beatles respond as a chorus or commentary... the male response to the female lead... I am all the Disney princesses mentioned here. I am also both Aladdin and Jasmin. AJ... ja, das me. The … Continue reading Wisdom beat Disney