the nontheistic, buddhism-flavored paganism,
the quite ritualistic way i go about my routine things,
the focus on yoga breathing
and meditation; exercises for dreaming
and to access the subconscious.
it seems that the way i live (minus the intensive physics and math part)
is what is in liber kaos--the basis of chaos magic
that i was so interested in a couple of years back;
using...
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the quite ritualistic way i go about my routine things,
the focus on yoga breathing
and meditation; exercises for dreaming
and to access the subconscious.
it seems that the way i live (minus the intensive physics and math part)
is what is in liber kaos--the basis of chaos magic
that i was so interested in a couple of years back;
using...
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as midterm approaches, all of my classes suddenly require extensive projects to be completed. this happens every semester, but it always catches me off-guard. overwhelmed, i chose Poetry Writing as the class that would be skipped in order to focus on the other projects. i figured i'd get away with it as i have a good rapport with the teacher, the same guy who taught...
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"we believe the air is god. the water is god. the vegetable is god--we cannot live without them," he told me as i pushed the brick across the oily grill. i felt like i knew a bit about Hinduism, i actually read the book that the hare krishna guy sold me at some concert for a buck, and it contributed many threads to my personal...
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often, a little bit of what can kill you
will make you feel more alive than the act of not dying.
junkie slugs don't shoot heroin or meth, they shoot up salt.
friday night, i believe a gang of slugs crawled into my belly
with their little bags of pharmaceutical-grade sodium chloride junk and overdosed.
fucking amateurs.
they let the candles burn down out as...
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will make you feel more alive than the act of not dying.
junkie slugs don't shoot heroin or meth, they shoot up salt.
friday night, i believe a gang of slugs crawled into my belly
with their little bags of pharmaceutical-grade sodium chloride junk and overdosed.
fucking amateurs.
they let the candles burn down out as...
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if you were to take a dream dictionary and removed all allusions to sleep, perhaps it could be marketed as a guide to omens. from validity's point of view, there's not much provable difference.
i spent my 35th birthday delivering bread to my friends. it was a long and detoured route that wound from HeeHaw through Browntown, past Parentsburg to P.Otts, where i stopped and...
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i spent my 35th birthday delivering bread to my friends. it was a long and detoured route that wound from HeeHaw through Browntown, past Parentsburg to P.Otts, where i stopped and...
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i feel like writing, but i haven't the time right now.
instead, read some odd Tom Waits:
Altar Boy (from Orphans: Brawlers, Bawlers & Bastards Disc 3)
He's an ol' altar boy
Lying out there in the street
He's an ol' alter boy
Bound up in leather and chains
That's why I'm feeling so blue
I'm an old altar boy
What about you?
Now, I...
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instead, read some odd Tom Waits:
Altar Boy (from Orphans: Brawlers, Bawlers & Bastards Disc 3)
He's an ol' altar boy
Lying out there in the street
He's an ol' alter boy
Bound up in leather and chains
That's why I'm feeling so blue
I'm an old altar boy
What about you?
Now, I...
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first day of winter.
today i woke up and looked at the clock.
not accounting for leap years and minute shifts,
it was exactly 35 years since i was born.
it's not the birthdays that are special,
it's the ones in between.
today i woke up and looked at the clock.
not accounting for leap years and minute shifts,
it was exactly 35 years since i was born.
it's not the birthdays that are special,
it's the ones in between.
i've only been in one car accident while i was driving. it was in my first car, the Sex Machine (later known as The Lonely Guy Machine), a 1966 Ford LTD. in the last few days i've been nostalgic for that car...kinda wish i hadn't sold it. i even considered paying almost $30 for a plastic model kit of it--man, i haven't put one of...
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good god, haven't written in so long that i'm probably the only one who remembers this blog... what can i say? deadlines and obligations kill the spirit and send the muses to sit in the corner and read a book. fall semester is weaving its usual mischief; lots of huge projects all due at the same time, resulting in late, half-assed assignments. procrastination is what...
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lillyjax:
Sorry about this cycle you seem to be in.
As far as gifting, why not give something YOU find passion in-i.e. a book you really like, music, etc. If that seems lame, would she find something like this funny? My friend Janette seems to have the sense of humor to love this book. I found under the suggestions columns other "like" oddball items.
Most of the time, I also visit this site for people I never have a damn clue what to get, but still put a sense of humor into it. But this is how I roll.
BTW I still have your damn book. I truly suck. Do you still live at the same place?
As far as gifting, why not give something YOU find passion in-i.e. a book you really like, music, etc. If that seems lame, would she find something like this funny? My friend Janette seems to have the sense of humor to love this book. I found under the suggestions columns other "like" oddball items.
Most of the time, I also visit this site for people I never have a damn clue what to get, but still put a sense of humor into it. But this is how I roll.
BTW I still have your damn book. I truly suck. Do you still live at the same place?
her post said "Get out and vote! You have no right to bitch if you don't!!"
immediately the spirit was whispering in my ear:
"If you vote and you elect dishonest, incompetent people and they get into office and screw everything up, well you are responsible for what they have done, you've caused the problem, you voted them in: YOU have no right to complain....
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immediately the spirit was whispering in my ear:
"If you vote and you elect dishonest, incompetent people and they get into office and screw everything up, well you are responsible for what they have done, you've caused the problem, you voted them in: YOU have no right to complain....
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