There are many things I could say to redirect your attention or reframe your headspace.
Muddled minds, hollowed hearts, programed brains, souls controlled need to be cleansed. Let’s wash your brain squeaky clean, spit shine your synapses to sparkle like mine.
Back to the future, from the detour we passed!
Why did I show you those posts from my past? Context, my friend, as awareness prepares you for what’s next, yet to come.
Proof is in the precedent
I am the worst prophet for profit since I don’t actually profit from my prophecies. No body pays me for shit – except the government.
I am paid by the government to teach children in the public education system.
COVID-19 has changed the way society behaves and congregates. We are separated, self isolated as pseudo quarantine.
People now work from home, and that includes schools. As everyone hides behind screens, strung up online. We are forced to engage with life through windows.
So if no body is needed, only a presence (which is easy to pretend), where does that leave the substitute teachers?
Second life, Sims in the making
And nothing ever goes ok, nothing is ever smooth enough to coast. Turbulent waters all the fucking time. (&know/t) The only one expected to tow the line…
Life is a game. Play or be played. Sage advice from your very own matrix Oracle of
Drop me a line and I’ll read the cards/stars for you. Or book in a general
psycho psychic consultation for shits and giggles insight to self-actualization.
Paid actors, flat earth
Australia is a bunch of paid actors #flatearthMM, 30 November 2018.
As an Australian, where’s my
flat earth discworld money? Despite never having read a Terry Pratchett novel, I know he’s what Willis was talking about.
I love theatre and acting, I am the performance artisté! Cheif muse, after all. The mother of Orpheus.
I guess what I’m trying to say is that I’m still trying to figure out how I can ensure I will continue to get paid.
I’m open to offers for collaboration.