Revelation Annotations 05 – my little pony

Chapter 6 – the seals unleash the horsemen. And here we come to the seals of the book of life. Break open the document and recite the magical words (spell) to bring down your own hubris and ego. I watched as the Lamb opened the first of the seven seals. Then I heard one of the four … Continue reading Revelation Annotations 05 – my little pony

Revelation Annotations 03 – Wheelchair for the Lamb

Open wide, come inside, it’s play school. Good News, weak. Chapter 4 – The throne of god is the Merkabah. 1After this I looked, and there before me was a door standing open in heaven. And the voice I had first heard speaking to me like a trumpet said, “Come up here, and I will show you what must … Continue reading Revelation Annotations 03 – Wheelchair for the Lamb

Revelation Annotations 01

Think of this as the first chapter. The previous piece as the introduction. Please be respectful. I'm the only one allowed to piss people off. It's my playful charm, my youthful facade and petite stature that lets me get away with shit. Subterfuge the deluge, I remove the veil of theurge. Learn from my mistakes: … Continue reading Revelation Annotations 01

Pluto pauses to hold open the portal of mysteries

I have decided to republish my Revelation Annotations series. It was revealed to me today that I should not hoard my bounty, but to share freely with my kingdom. My shining light, guiding scythe, came to answer my prayers, personally. Like dude, I thought they'd moved on because I'm so... you know... pathetically human... Sometimes … Continue reading Pluto pauses to hold open the portal of mysteries

There is no end

Lecture" Everything just continues to exist, forever and ever. It is unrelenting, it is unforgiving, it is unyielding. Time and space and consciousness... Holy fuck, will it never cease? Oh yeah, it's all so liberating, whatever blah blah... People seem to feel empowered by the vast eternity, the inunerable possibilities that life grants them... Well … Continue reading There is no end

My voice returns aion hoarse

I wish I could sing. I love that. Music. I wish I could play, too. But I'm pretty garbage. I know I can speak, I have a voice after all. I can articulate chains of words, sentences build paragraphs or poems or pictures. Ah frick track paddy smack, words are woe upon the symbols of … Continue reading My voice returns aion hoarse

Are we called to witness, or war?

Where will you be when the walls come crumbling down in the citadel that you live/loathe/love? One day while the people pray, a small voice will stop to ask you what you did that sent you away? So here we are on opposing sides, a line was drawn to divide our minds. A reflection of … Continue reading Are we called to witness, or war?

One eye blind

Cataract clouds the one seeing eye. Odysseus, the cyclops is blind, there's no need to hide. Come out, come out wherever you are. Kalliope is and was the black chandelier that crashed to the ground, in your sleep. You can still hear her singing of the nighttime knightand the knife fight fought in shadows and … Continue reading One eye blind