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i hope every man in my workplace kills himself when taylor swift wins the super bowl

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CHAOS PROGRESSES TO A BINARY STATE

'The last thing I remember before I stripped and kneeled, was a trainload of fools bogged down in a magnetic field'. Dylan 78.

 (Woke up some weeks ago in England because I was saying the title of this piece in a loud voice...have never read this anywhere and have NO idea what it means or if it is true...or who I was in the dream...)  Anyway... onwards and downwards...

 Hello everybody, or as Donald Trump would say if he were ever honest, 'Seig Heil'.

A man with his head in the sand has only one other orifice with which to communicate with the world. Hopefully only a thousand hour long Reich... Bet he knows the words to Tomorrow Belongs To Me... Alternative fact...If you tell a big enough lie and tell it frequently enough, it will be believed'. (Adolf H).

 Breitbart AKA Steve Bannon and his minions of Death with the foul ghoul Kellyanne Conway in charge of the PR for Duck Fart the Golden One. Makes sense...Like attracts like - energy finds its own devil...er level, sorry. I read that his father had a keen interest in species of new human according to a perfected DNA. All together again.. 'Creation is not yet complete.' Ten points if you know who said this in a famous speech in the Thirties. That's right. Him above, now below.

 I have not willingly heard any news, nor read any for about seven weeks... a transformation began...something like a horrifying happiness...certainly fewer instances of anger and stress. No Trump, no Brexit, no Daesh, no Putin. Wonderful. That said, I was told that the British PM has done a deal with Erdogan the Evil (among other deeply criminal regimes). Knew this would happen...a desperate island needing to whore itself for cash...no foreplay, no love, no passion no orgasms for her, just stick it in dry. Disgusting. The Dis-United Kingdom will take it like a wimp.

 The collective unconsciousness of a country creates its spiritual identity...this can change over time, depending on what happens there. England has been dying for decades...it is VERY clear each time I return. When OUT of your birth country, perspective changes. There is still MAGIC there in the land...but the hearts of the people are very dulled and weak now. But we have the best music and comedy:-))

 Glimpsed....Serbia and Kosovo getting to the bad places again...and you can be damn sure they are being encouraged to do so by dark forces. The nameless howling one, wanderer of the wastelands...fills in the void with an unhappy chaos.

 'The angel of apocalypse who raises a hand to the heavens saying;

'There shall be no more time'.'

 And Kim Wrong Un in North Korea...it is time for the gas for you my brother..Have fun sleeping every night.

 This January (2017) I used Google to look up the names of ten friends I knew from High School, college and the early nineties. Ones I had lost touch with for various reasons but still had very fond memories of. Deeply sad to find my first girlfriend (a year older than me) died in December of cancer. I know what follows might seem a pathetic statement, but; It doesn't seem fair or right. I don't believe in karma and she was a happy, smart, light hearted girl. Too young....(another dumb comment, babies and children die...but you feel what I mean and why I am writing it.)

 Other school friends have become serious, respected lawyers for child abuse/broken marriages/miscarriages of justice, writers of blogs about their countryside walks, or health food shop managers and Martin C, the last of the Great British musicians. The rest seem to have no electronic footprint in the sands of time. (Ahem). Joseph R, you saved my mental health twice, hope you re-appear one day. Some seem to have SOLD OUT entirely but as long as they are happy and evolving eh? Can't say I'm proud of staying the course and following what I love the most, but perhaps I am, regardless of health problems and vanishing money. I CHOSE.

 'It is the disguise of panic that makes us live in ugliness'

 Ernest Becker, The Denial of Death. He also said the fear of death is what gives birth to creativity. Perhaps for some...but I have always believed in making creation for the Love, the joy of doing it.

 'For pure will, unassuaged of purpose, delivered from the lust of result, is in every way perfect.' A.C

 Thank you Aleister, nice when the The Great Beast himself agrees with you eh?

Love under Will...or Bobby, Lenny or Dave:-) The wizard needs more whizz...but oxygen, coffee and love will have to suffice. Do not ask for whom the Siren calls. She calls for THEE. E.

 Music is the best...started playing and writing again this February, (which usually seems to see an early rejuvenation of ideas... but this time it took a bloody two years.)  An average of 4 hours sleep a night for the last five weeks... occasionally thoughts get too interestingly positive to want to lie down. And life too fascinating to stay asleep. The only people who love music more than me are in mental hospitals. Moonchildren in Bedlam.... my remaining utter hatred at the rich who used to pay to go and poke fun at the mentally ill as if in a zoo, the type of snob voyeurs which persist today. Old school/class war.

 'The truth is found more often in music than in books of philosophy'.

Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

 People/friends/lovers... same as synapses...Fire together - wire together.

The angel messengers... perhaps some/all of us just have amnesia, caused by the planet's magnetic field causing an hypnosis. Just an honest idea.

 Look out of the window of a tram ...Yesterday in a park in Prague, opposite the church where the noble assassins of the foul Heidrich made a last stand, I saw a circle of 11 perform Tai Chi while being watched by 2 Jehovahs' Witnesses, their information in five languages. The week before on the corner behind them, two hospital crutches, an empty box of wine and a bag of clothes in the gutter. Looking into people's eyes as I walk, watching how they see others. Looking around them for an imprint reading. Fear and sadness mostly, perhaps just a mirror reflection.

 Jaki Leibezeit, RIP, one of the finest white drummers in the history of this planet. So happy I saw him live, spellbinding. Yoo Doo Right. Yes, we CAN.

 Stone sober and straight one evening last week mid February... Musick to Play in the Dark...AND THE UNIVERSE OPENS... this is a pan-dimensional masterpiece. What Dali and Picasso would have made had they had access to a studio. A thousand coloured lights burning cold up and down my spine and a brain shining, close to actual orgasm. Gasping breaths... Almost insane with the ecstasy of sound listening to COIL.  Painting colours on the darkness...11 minutes in, here it comes...breathe deep before it starts, oxygenate the blood,  try to be ready. THIS...all chakras opening, third eye across the universe, heart radiating like a lighthouse...everything possible, realities revealed.... partners dancing on the astral....

 Mother forgive me for taking this long for finding this band of human angels, true magick. And AIL, blessed be forever, our art is in Heaven. There are reasons for connections... Magic does not work without inspiration's SPARK. And inspiration does not appear without magic already within it...A cyclic relay of energy...also known as Love. A Divine unholy madness.

 'The guilty are claiming to be innocents, only Love seems to make any sense'. DW

 Everything is energy...thoughts included... waves...too much NEED can push the desire/thing/event/money/opportunity away. Fish do not come to a noisy fisher. Imagine standing up to your chest in a swimming pool...all around you are possibilities of what you want, floating on the surface. Making strong movements when reaching out to grab, or moving from that position to take what you want will result in the things moving away on the wave you have created. Standing still allows the surface of the water to calm and with you a centre of gravity, the things float TO you...for you to gracefully pick from the water:-) 'Magic' is real.

 It is us... and what we do and how we become.

 ...A question of passion, the animal and the human, the glorious loss of control.

A yearning which consumes the mind until, praise the Goddess, all thought is destroyed. Raising each other to the highest... a yin yang whirlwind of human and spirit revolving faster until melted as one and OUT...Animal souls of a higher light...

 Gnostic pathways (now there's an idea for a TV documentary) from ancient Sumeria and the Scarlet High Priestess, the secret Star Fire rituals of the menstrual grail to the modern day become transformed to mundane slang...the 'whore' was always holy...

Funny peculiar that women used to be called 'Mysteries'...as in 'Who's the mystery?'. Now females are described as 'Strange'. 'I'm gonna hit the club and find me some strange'.  In another seventy years will men just grunt  'I. ..Need...Weird!' ? Or will testosterone have burned itself out by then, thanks to various chemical experiments being conducted by certain groups? The womb man...

 Everything is crossing my mind at the same time, spinning plates and multitasking with too many dimensions at once, an emotional rollercoaster between the 3D and the astral, zig zagging on the rainbow chessboard. Etc. Refusing to be in L**e but not believing myself at all. Right now I would start a world war just to distract me from my attempts to contain the rising energy. There is a spinning vortex on the other side of a parallel universe to which my heart is being pulled at colossal speed. I can actually feel my mind burning with white light and keeping me awake. This is what happens when I stop Drinking and it happens to be Spring...(and COIL)... and.... Lost. Gone forever again. What AILs thee brother? Calling Sister Midnight again... what can I do about my dreams? Don't mention the Pink Butterfly...the comedown will be brutal. But until then, beauty creates beauty.

 'The evolution of the human spirit which, torn from an entire past of beliefs and mysteries which it surmounts and overcomes, passes through pantheism and attains to a joyous and intoxicated affirmation of its liberty and its unity with the universe'     Scriabin.

 The Times They are Deranging...'The Hour of Solomon'. Drugs...shortcuts into the forest can lead you to wolves and horror...Once a door of perception has been kicked down, it cannot be more opened. Neither can it be closed. Once your eye has been chained to the universe, that is what it will see forever. Drugs as a recreation eventually become only tranquillisers of spirit but humans get seduced by the idea of ingesting paradise. Temporary transcendence is but a set of stepping stones across the river – and some are missing:-)...IN joy while you can but Flow in stillness. Bliss.

 There is no one alive who knows the absolute truth. DW

 Resist the things you can find everywhere.   COIL

 'The only kingdom that makes a man a king is the kingdom of his own soul. The only power that has any meaning is the power to better the world'.

 'See a cliff, jump off'.   Yeeessss.....  Unless it IS an actual cliff.  And if you wish to walk through a wall, you must first find a door:-))) Harken to THE WISDOM OF ORPHEUS...Minds must be warmed up before such exercises but it is very hard sometimes, when you are seized by an IDEA and an energy you NEED to follow to the end. Most of us will crack up under these conditions..and return... or not. People with glass minds shouldn't get stoned. Drink from the Grail divine...

 The map is NOT the territory.

 Everything works if you ALLOW it to, but once again with feeling..You get what you are... is the universal Law. You cannot take more than you are ready for, however passionate the desire. Releasing is necessary but getting and being ready is a discipline, VERY few have it. Including me, full time. Shortcuts lead to burn out. Everything is energy and always eat your greens, especially broccoli:-) Watching the river...different streams, undercurrents pulling in other ways, but part of the whole and the same eventual destination....the scent of sunlight on a green leaf in the forest. Drugs are sexy yes. But opening to your own nature and the universe around and within is sexier and deeper and longer, holy and fucking beautiful.

 Many people care about you - but kindness starts at home, so love yourself too,

just a bit more...you know what you are, keep remembering.

Turn within, face yourself...smile.... and RISE.

 The rites of Springtime and chaos progresses to a binary state....Love.

 (March 18th 2017....GOD TOLD ME TO DO IT.)