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Today's plan.
Aug. 27th, 2006 11:11 amViva Voce - [We Do Not Fuck Around]--- I'm going to sit down, and read occult themed comics, all day, today. I'm going to think about what the fuck I was doing at the party last night, with the ritual, and try to do it better, tonight.
It was the silver candle t hat threw me off, i think, as I use silver to represent the totallity of creation/existence/whatever you want to call it. Means there's a lot, in there, to distract me. Which is probably a good point, in the first place... Hm.
I have to stop, for a moment, and note something: When you talk to me about what you know and believe to be true, I will accept that, clearly, and without reservation. The moment you start talking to me about the fact that I should believe it, as well? We have a problem. A very big problem. Everyone is bullshiting everyone else, and we're cobbling this realistic understanding together, as best we can, you know? With that in mind, be wary how you present your cobblings, to someone who's A) been at this a while longer, B) quite drunk and belligerant, and C) got your all-encompassing theory in the palm of their hand.
Warren Zevon - [Dirty Little Religion]--- Dreams were of doing work for Lucifer, while he had this crystal pipes, implanted where his wings should have been. They were there to catch and play the music of winds of change, so that he could be warned, in advance. Something, there, about Peter Parker and Jaes Howlett changing costumes and identities, several times in the course of a day. Every time they fell asleep, they woke up as either themselves or each other, with Wolverine's claws coming out of Spider-Man's hands.
Something in another section about driving around a combination of several DC chunks, and a few chunks of Atlanta, trying to teach somoene how to get to a very specific convenience store.
Something else about cleaning every bathroom in the world, by cleaning my own. (Portishead - [Undenied]). Sympathetic cleaning. Good times.
I'm for a bison burger, and the occult. And then a Day-Long marathon of 4400 season three. Sweet.
It was the silver candle t hat threw me off, i think, as I use silver to represent the totallity of creation/existence/whatever you want to call it. Means there's a lot, in there, to distract me. Which is probably a good point, in the first place... Hm.
I have to stop, for a moment, and note something: When you talk to me about what you know and believe to be true, I will accept that, clearly, and without reservation. The moment you start talking to me about the fact that I should believe it, as well? We have a problem. A very big problem. Everyone is bullshiting everyone else, and we're cobbling this realistic understanding together, as best we can, you know? With that in mind, be wary how you present your cobblings, to someone who's A) been at this a while longer, B) quite drunk and belligerant, and C) got your all-encompassing theory in the palm of their hand.
Warren Zevon - [Dirty Little Religion]--- Dreams were of doing work for Lucifer, while he had this crystal pipes, implanted where his wings should have been. They were there to catch and play the music of winds of change, so that he could be warned, in advance. Something, there, about Peter Parker and Jaes Howlett changing costumes and identities, several times in the course of a day. Every time they fell asleep, they woke up as either themselves or each other, with Wolverine's claws coming out of Spider-Man's hands.
Something in another section about driving around a combination of several DC chunks, and a few chunks of Atlanta, trying to teach somoene how to get to a very specific convenience store.
Something else about cleaning every bathroom in the world, by cleaning my own. (Portishead - [Undenied]). Sympathetic cleaning. Good times.
I'm for a bison burger, and the occult. And then a Day-Long marathon of 4400 season three. Sweet.
