10/20/10 | Digging down deep dark dense dull duped dangling drilled drab drenched devil don't done death decapitated drooling diaphragm dipped doss darsche deck dick din door drop dental demonstrations...near lunch break?
| OW!...Well it's definitely not Chilly down 'ere!
| Base of Officialdom courtyard. Needed to stick my finger in my brain.
| Slightly off Set. Had to kick Mel Gibson in the balls.
| Getting mugged after the intervention.
| Meanwhile back in the mine...
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2/17/10
The blasted/ falling tower (XVI): A breakthrough needed was caused by a loss of the ego's ability to cloak/deny inconsistencies and accumulative stereotyped/narrowing-of-perceptioned' obsolescent understandings of one's reality; Loss of faith in one's most 'important' people or things; The middle does not hold; Social, material, physical, emotional or psychological bridges collapse under the weight of accumulated and egoistically obsolescent self-motivations/delusions/permanences; A fall into 'Hell' is now, caused by the ego's sudden re-realization that it's quest to create a life of 'heaven'/'good' while simultaneously denying or cloaking 'hell'/'evil' doings (even on the most seemingly insignificant or subtle levels) has managed to spill beyond the conscious/unconscious cloaking techniques of the 'mind' or 'heart' and is now destroying one's illusions of a 'good life'; The fall of the Tower of Babylon is a description of the psychological archetype/function of the minds' need to free oneself from the illusion that we are separate from everything else and to free oneself from the illusion that we are all one and the same with everything else, resulting in a perceptually-new understanding of alternatives or not; A fall from 'heaven'/'good' into 'evil'/'hell' caused by the minds' need to understand beyond one's primordial predatory or self-preservationary 'norms'.
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10/17/09 | You are feeling very tired. You want to buy my art. You will pay an extortionately ridiculous price for my crap art. You will not remember any of this when you wake up. At the count of three... |
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