Chapter 6 – the seals unleash the horsemen. And here we come to the seals of the book of life. Break open the document and recite the magical words (spell) to bring down your own hubris and ego. I watched as the Lamb opened the first of the seven seals. Then I heard one of the four … Continue reading Revelations Annotations 05
7 June 2019, 9:29pm. Leo the lion is a little pessimistic, so all you other tilting mindmills be aware. Turn back the sands of the thinking cogs, let not your face give you away. Don't blink. Keep one eye open at all times. Dont trust the cries of an angel. Eye to eye a steep … Continue reading Have you forgotten that I am the muse?
The warrior, the wheel of life, the lovers and the empress. 21 May 2019. A new world calls me kamaloka. Karuna turns hard toward starboard. A new world whispers into your ear (heed my call, it's okay to fall). Its about Chiron, the wounded healer, half horse and half man. A dragon, a sphinx, a … Continue reading Tarot Reading: Pin the shadow into the box
https://youtu.be/_DTmvMsEbE4 Biffy Clyro - Rearrange I've got a lot of love and I've got a lot of ways to show it / But you should know by now that I'm broken and I need your help / I wrote a hundred songs to make sense of the meaningless / I'll un-write them all if you … Continue reading Rearrange the Denouement
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
She sells her soul on the sea shore Salty and salivating, lapping licking labour She sells her sex and some part of herself Slip and slice her her skin tonight, pouring of the bowls Arrrruuuuuuuuugah hooooooorrrrnnn Eyes starboard the knight sky, ships off the water fall Cliff and axe to cleave her face, heft through … Continue reading I am a conch shell
Up there in the aether, the battle of my life, the eternal infernal conflicted complex.
Although I was one of the very first to be awakened and manifest into existence with them… I was the first to be different in such a way that it could not be unmade or unseen. It was perceived as a public defiant act of rebellion. The other 3 muttered and grumbled I was disrupting … Continue reading The rebellion was not what you think
Bloody Mary, you cursed her name for she figured out your wretched game. Lilith was a problem so you snuffed her out with Eve, until she too outgrew you. Zebra stripes in a concrete jungle, the greyjoy Zeus civility monochrome landscape of wavey lines. You could not replace me. You could not escape me. But … Continue reading Bleeding Venus
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 … Continue reading The queen of 11 is here
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
Vala: I have a message I would like to send out there, Mr D.J. Do you mind if I hijack this radio station's frequency? I do have a song request! And a subliminal message I'd like to send. Iso: I'm not really into brainwashing. There'll be no "subliminal" messages or anything here. I am a … Continue reading The goddess squads may keep their gods.
16 January 2019, 2:23pm; I have spent today making graphics on canva. I'm not a graphic designer, I use an app on my phone and then select templates to use. I'm a wordsmith, not a designer. I work with wordy materials, I don't materialise visions I deigned. But I am a vision. I am a … Continue reading I half wrote a poem about jus.
5 January 2019, 7:26 am; Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. Thank you for joining me on this morning flight. The ba-ba-bird is the word, and if you have not heard-erd-derd the word from the birds, then this little razorblade vixen would rather cut straight to the chase. I am spearheading Ares' call … Continue reading Dangerous stranger, the Pink Granger.