it's times like these when songs become perfect and written about you and your situation right now and for YOU and it's a funny cliche (is it? i never understood them) but it's true and kinda nice...or in a book like when that old pynchon says...
"they're both of them peevish tonight, whippy as sheets of glass improperly annealed, ready to go smash at any indefinite touch in a whining matrix of stresses- 'poor roger, poor lamb, he's having an awful war.'"
oh and here comes the hardest part, like when that guy who was in 'the odyssesy' had to get past those two monsters that threatened him on either side and uh oh watch out for that whirlpool there, all spininng you around, making you all dizzy and confused. that's the worst of it. but my heart is full of love. no not full. empty. no not empty. [in confused foreign accent] how do you say 'full of flowing? not a dam but a pass!?'. a whirlpool in reverse! ah the magic has worked! now for the pilgrimage! "the way to st. lago is narrow and slippery, and surrounded by fire and water" as that old german hymn to st.james circa 1553 has it.
oh and i forgot the part about the supreme ultimate! andgreater than that, the empty circle! and beyond that...the ultimate ultimate of the no circle and the void...and voids beyond voids! my psychic chariot is contructed, my geometries are correct and all lining up now as i prepare to enter void space...doing a little space and time folding origami style...we'll see what happens...won't we?
you know it's rough when shit starts getting this cryptic. yeesh!
oh and my favorite thing in the world are the little white or yellow butterflies that you see always in sweet little pairs, flying close together and being all crazy and even if you only see one it's still the most beautiful thing in the world.
sorry, my face should be up in the picture and i'm smiling...but i just got stung by a jellyfish and had my 2nd near death experience (of 5) here and i feel a bit queasy on the boat there...you can see though that i have a collar bone and my arms are skinny and i have glasses with eyes behind them so bad that sometimes it's a crisis for me in the morning to find my glasses...i can't even read the big letter E on the eye chart anymore! i'm glad i'm not j. joyce though. poor lad.
"they're both of them peevish tonight, whippy as sheets of glass improperly annealed, ready to go smash at any indefinite touch in a whining matrix of stresses- 'poor roger, poor lamb, he's having an awful war.'"
oh and here comes the hardest part, like when that guy who was in 'the odyssesy' had to get past those two monsters that threatened him on either side and uh oh watch out for that whirlpool there, all spininng you around, making you all dizzy and confused. that's the worst of it. but my heart is full of love. no not full. empty. no not empty. [in confused foreign accent] how do you say 'full of flowing? not a dam but a pass!?'. a whirlpool in reverse! ah the magic has worked! now for the pilgrimage! "the way to st. lago is narrow and slippery, and surrounded by fire and water" as that old german hymn to st.james circa 1553 has it.
oh and i forgot the part about the supreme ultimate! andgreater than that, the empty circle! and beyond that...the ultimate ultimate of the no circle and the void...and voids beyond voids! my psychic chariot is contructed, my geometries are correct and all lining up now as i prepare to enter void space...doing a little space and time folding origami style...we'll see what happens...won't we?
you know it's rough when shit starts getting this cryptic. yeesh!
oh and my favorite thing in the world are the little white or yellow butterflies that you see always in sweet little pairs, flying close together and being all crazy and even if you only see one it's still the most beautiful thing in the world.
sorry, my face should be up in the picture and i'm smiling...but i just got stung by a jellyfish and had my 2nd near death experience (of 5) here and i feel a bit queasy on the boat there...you can see though that i have a collar bone and my arms are skinny and i have glasses with eyes behind them so bad that sometimes it's a crisis for me in the morning to find my glasses...i can't even read the big letter E on the eye chart anymore! i'm glad i'm not j. joyce though. poor lad.
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You know that guy - David Icke - is TOTALLY making money on gullible people. His stuff falls apart. He's ripped off every major UFO-Dark Gov't conspiracy and mixed in into a personal storybook with a price tag.He gives talks around the world and people actually pay to hear him bullshit. I'd rather pay to see Chica Bruce (the main authority on the Montauk Project....dimensional travel using humans and ritual sex as the mode of transport).
And that Raelian guy? Have you read their 'bible'. Do you know his main meeting with the 'Gnomes' sounds like it was ripped right out of Hassan-I-Sabbah's methodology for creating a fanatic loyalist. Secret garden, Houris (only this time created by an advanced machine) and famous holy figures walking around being tranquil. Raelianism does not believe in the soul, immortality is achieved by getting operated on by the Gnomes when they get to land in Jerusalem. weird stuff...