I met the “man of my dreams” recently only I can’t find where I wrote the dream so I’m figuring it was one that I told Jeffrey in person which would explain why I remember it so thoroughly… the one where my lover was dying. Actually there was at least a few of them all deteriorating as it was certainly one that falls into that cursed category where I’d wish I could forget it and I believe I kept trying to alter the scenario to one where the feels weren’t so insufferable such as making him into a cheater or a junkie instead of such a tragic accident.. but the good news is he’s already had the accident and died plenty and now has to live without all his innards. Boy that sounds weird af! It’s true though. He was in a motorcycle race on a track and was impaled by his handlebars in a horrific wreck and somehow lived. I am still petrified that his time is limited but I know I can’t fear and forego the experience regardless so I will love again despite the terror I feel. I can’t describe what an odd life I live always knowing ahead of time and still always amazed by the real and the way my imagination appears to reflect it like a prism causing the bits and pieces to scatter around me in symbolic colors instead of smells and other senses. The bond is already forged and of course it’s too late even if I were to consider running away from him. I’ll be fucking brave because it’s scarier to look away. Fate is hunter relentless under a constant blue moon in cancer. To the oceans! My heart breaks away from the shore as we drift into the mist once more….
“You deserve a lover who wants you dishevelled, with everything and all the reasons that wake you up in a haste and the demons that won’t let you sleep. You deserve a lover who makes you feel safe, who can consume this world whole if he walks hand in hand with you; someone who believes that his embraces are a perfect match with your skin.
You deserve a lover who wants to dance with you, who goes to paradise every time he looks into your eyes and never gets tired of studying your expressions. You deserve a lover who listens when you sing, who supports you when you feel shame and respects your freedom; who flies with you and isn’t afraid to fall.
You deserve a lover who takes away the lies and brings you hope, coffee, and poetry.”
~ Frida Kahlo
Yes, we have a soul. But it’s made of lots of tiny robots.
Strange Creatures Book I ~ http://SuperGeekLeague.com
What exactly does it mean when you ask yourself who are these strangest beings
Its true we live in all you see then again we only live in dreams
In cars and bars and dogs that bark
In the lifeless eyes of a great white shark
In the planes and trains and rains that fall so high
In the center of a Cyclops eye
In the meat and pies and ties and tears that fall from a babies cry
In a pill or pulley or a moustache bash
Inside your pipes when you smoke your hash
Underneath your bed when you sleep at night
From screams of children in sheer delight! Strange creatures crawl everywhere on city streets
Ages worn mutations born of freaks and geeks who must compete
For air is clean and space is sorta the place we like to be
Come join me
Come join the symphony
As the rocket red flair
Evolution is in the air
Let the battles wage
Tear out the page and past the wine serve history
Come join me
Strange creatures will inherent the earth whoopee! Now that we’ve been introduced
I would like to place you in this noose
And choke the laughs out from your guts
Take a feather and toadstool and tickle your nuts
We make friends and we make follies
Jump in circles to get our jollies
The more we talk the more we move so time is short lets commence this groove
And spill our brains and minds and minutes and hours at the hands of father time
In the shadows we dance and laugh and sing
Sparkly shine of me chitty bling bling
Underneath the crows of forgotten kings
To the ruler of the universe
The merciless Ming! Strange Creatures spread everywhere in sprawling fields
Cancer sworn to deity’s porn running 3-legged with only 1 horn
For kings and queens
Give thanks to thee and bow down to their knees come knight thee
Come join the mutiny
As the boil starts to flare
Its Mendel’s forbidden heir
Lets crack some genes
Destroy all scenes
And spill the blood yet tastefully
Come join me
Strange creatures in all of us you and me Cocks on the woodpile blowing his horn
Bulls in the barn a threshing his corn
Maids in the meadow are making a hay
Ducks in the river are swimming away
Cyclops contemplating whether he’s gay
Siamese twins can’t go their way
Freaky freak show is the way we get paid
So get us good and drunk and you’re sure to get laid
Put em up or shut em up is what we say
A riddle here a fiddle there a whoopee de do!
Put your chaps on to colonize the moon
Playing human skulls with a pair of spoons
Don’t worry about brains there’s more then enough room
So into space we go let the rockets go boom! Strange Creatures spread everywhere in outer space
Aliens born and human deform
Leaving this place without any trace
We’re free from earth and therefore can now breathe
Cum in me cum just for fun!
AS the cell starts to tear
Mutations sure to bear
Lets mate and see to end all beings and spend our time in make believe
Come join me
Strange creatures will mutate you’ll see
Will mutate you’ll see Strange creatures go to sleep
Sorry! Couldn’t help it… but here 😀 looks more like bacon to me:
In her was the blood of prophets and saints…
no, I’m pleadian! 😛
I just got invited to become an Adept in the Brotherhood/Sisterhood of Light and initiated by the Hierarchy of Light.. on facebook.. for $750 !?
Get a load of these quacks ~ http://www.universalkabbalah.net/
Kabbalah is the fastest way for westerners to achieve enlightenment. It is designed for and by the western mind, helping us to go further in balancing our spiritual and cultural genetic aspects. Um.. what?! Right….
93 ~ stupid juju monkeys.. it’s not the kinda tree you get to swing!
“Ate-a-renga-hokan iti poheraa.”
Ka tagi, Renga-a-manu —- hakaopa;
Chiu runarame a ita metua.
Ka ketu te nairo hihi —- O to hoa!
Eaha ton tiena —- e te hoa —- e!
Ita haga ta poapatu —- O te hoa!
Kahii te riva forani —- O te hoa e!
Auwe ka tagi ati —- u —- a —- iti iti.
Eha ton tiena —- e ta hoa —- e.
Ta hi tiena ita have.
Horoa ita have.
Horoa moni e fahiti;
Ita ori miro;
Ana piri atu;
Ana piri atu;
Ana taga atu.
Who is sorrowing? It is Renga-a-manu Hakopa?
A red branch descended from her father.
Open thine eyelids, my true love.
Where is your brother, my love?
At the feast in the Bay of Salutation
We will meet under the feathers of your clan.
She has long been yearning after you.
Send your brother as a mediator of love between us,
Your brother who is now at the house of my father.
O, where is the messenger of love between us?
When the feast of drift-wood is commemorated
There we will meet in loving embrace.
Bring whatever you like or just you.. I’ll probably just grab a dozen doughnuts from Top Pot and brew a fresh pot of coffee. Just a casual impromptu celebration scenario but I’d love to see/meet local Thelemites so I’m hosting a Feast! Feel free to invite whomever you’d like and call if you have any questions k 🙂