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wolven7Rasputina - [A Retinue of Moons]--- Dreams of immanentising the eschaton (like you do), and taking care of everything necessary to smooth the transition, prepping everyone who would have to take a place in the food industry, the transportation industry, the areas of conflict... Hospitals.
Rasputina - [The Infidel Is Me]--- Wandering with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mech_angel and lord_of_smoking, driving to the store, to obtain the necessary supplies, in the form of groceries, but groceries represented something else. Before this, but only remembered during and after, a conversation with tsarina_bomba, on a playground, with anarchette and pyro_angel and hametsunosaturn, in all of whom I see permutations of the traits that I apparently draw to myself, in people... (Rasputina - [The Pruning]). She/They-Primarily-tsarina_bomba was sitting on a swing, and I was hanging from the cross beam, and we were talking...
Something about me andmech_angel running into missmeganmaude and mastergode at a club while drawing and Working on things. They came over and sat down, on either side and between us, so on my left were mech_angel and missmeganmaude, with mastergode on my right. (Jarboe - [Subtraction (w/ Chris Connelly)]). We sat this way and talked, and worked, for a while.
Next section, actually traveling through different views of reality, passing through holes in space in time that I've torn for myself that I've connected with shared vistas of thought. A terrace, a walkway, a certain time of day within a certain part of an Archetypal Mall. Shared Arthurian symbols across dimensions and permutations-- all different points of view-- fighting sea serpents on the rocky shore of their castle hold, steps to the terrace, and then a hole in space and time and the sea..
P.A.L. - [Das Gelöbnis]--- Watching Stargate Atlantis happen, not in television, but in the world where that is the reality, discussing the premise and its tacit enforcement of the idea that life was seeded on earth by extra-terrestrials, at which point Patrick says that it started on earth, and that he should know, because of something having to do with one of his ex-fathers. (Electric Hellfire Club - [Keys to the Kingdom]). A very strange conversation, while the dog danced around the table, for attention.
Something about someone trying to run a board meeting in Hell, but all they were was a scary face, drawn in fire on a very large sheet of paper, like you use for charades... (Nellie McKay - [I Will Be There]). The face was talking and kind of moving, but it wasn't really anything, and people had tried to lock me out of the room, for this. I teleported into it, extended my wings and, sheathed in black and red and silver fire, asked what exactly they thought was going on, there. Even though I knew full well. That's about when I woke up.
Dead Can Dance - [Desert Song]--- And now that I'm awake, we focus on all kinds of work, today: Tarot's been itching my head, calling my name, in a number of ways, for a number of weeks.
I'm going to use synchronicity's properties to build resonance, and carrier wave signals to certain shared unconscious symbols. That is, I'm going to use songs that make me think of people to make those people think of me.
tsarina_bomba needs to come over and hang out, apparently, as do a number of you.
But before and during all of that, I need to finish these last little bits of thesis, and try to stop the cats from getting up on my gods damned dresser.
The Darkest of the Hillside Thickets - [Cthulhu Dreams]--- Hah. Bloody. Hah.
Rasputina - [The Infidel Is Me]--- Wandering with
mech_angel and lord_of_smoking, driving to the store, to obtain the necessary supplies, in the form of groceries, but groceries represented something else. Before this, but only remembered during and after, a conversation with tsarina_bomba, on a playground, with anarchette and pyro_angel and hametsunosaturn, in all of whom I see permutations of the traits that I apparently draw to myself, in people... (Rasputina - [The Pruning]). She/They-Primarily-tsarina_bomba was sitting on a swing, and I was hanging from the cross beam, and we were talking...Something about me and
mech_angel running into missmeganmaude and mastergode at a club while drawing and Working on things. They came over and sat down, on either side and between us, so on my left were mech_angel and missmeganmaude, with mastergode on my right. (Jarboe - [Subtraction (w/ Chris Connelly)]). We sat this way and talked, and worked, for a while.Next section, actually traveling through different views of reality, passing through holes in space in time that I've torn for myself that I've connected with shared vistas of thought. A terrace, a walkway, a certain time of day within a certain part of an Archetypal Mall. Shared Arthurian symbols across dimensions and permutations-- all different points of view-- fighting sea serpents on the rocky shore of their castle hold, steps to the terrace, and then a hole in space and time and the sea..
P.A.L. - [Das Gelöbnis]--- Watching Stargate Atlantis happen, not in television, but in the world where that is the reality, discussing the premise and its tacit enforcement of the idea that life was seeded on earth by extra-terrestrials, at which point Patrick says that it started on earth, and that he should know, because of something having to do with one of his ex-fathers. (Electric Hellfire Club - [Keys to the Kingdom]). A very strange conversation, while the dog danced around the table, for attention.
Something about someone trying to run a board meeting in Hell, but all they were was a scary face, drawn in fire on a very large sheet of paper, like you use for charades... (Nellie McKay - [I Will Be There]). The face was talking and kind of moving, but it wasn't really anything, and people had tried to lock me out of the room, for this. I teleported into it, extended my wings and, sheathed in black and red and silver fire, asked what exactly they thought was going on, there. Even though I knew full well. That's about when I woke up.
Dead Can Dance - [Desert Song]--- And now that I'm awake, we focus on all kinds of work, today: Tarot's been itching my head, calling my name, in a number of ways, for a number of weeks.
I'm going to use synchronicity's properties to build resonance, and carrier wave signals to certain shared unconscious symbols. That is, I'm going to use songs that make me think of people to make those people think of me.
tsarina_bomba needs to come over and hang out, apparently, as do a number of you.But before and during all of that, I need to finish these last little bits of thesis, and try to stop the cats from getting up on my gods damned dresser.
The Darkest of the Hillside Thickets - [Cthulhu Dreams]--- Hah. Bloody. Hah.
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Date: 2007-10-13 03:06 pm (UTC)And is someone trying to stage a corporate takeover? Kick their asses.
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Date: 2007-10-13 03:15 pm (UTC)And i did. Oh I most certainly did.
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