Curiosities: an exploration of the relationship between The World and my Inner World.
Part II: The Downfall of Medicine
Ok, we're going to take a detour from the last post. So park the MBPhD failure story for a moment. Also, I've included memes this time. Who doesn't love memes, amirightoramiright?
Part I: The Downfall of Medicine
Let me tell you what you don't want to hear. Let me be blunt and opinionated. Let me be "political" and let me own my voice. I am not a brilliant hero. I do not want the responsibility you force on my shoulders but I will do it if you demand it because I have little choice. When you poison what I do and what I love, you poison what I can provide as a genuine service. I want to show to loyalty and honour but when you corrupt my desires with your desires, you ask more of me than I can carry. Eventually I will break and die. I will lose myself and I will be bitter at you and everything. I will scream silently and turn against the very essence of what I lived for. I will leave you behind and you will cry at the stupidity you admitted when you eventually succumbed to your naivety.
The Power of Love
Always Love in the way the Sun burns, with unforgiving flames that never tire. Even the Earth springs at it’s might, to shake all to it’s core. A forcefield to feel the magnitude of gravity that winds up this stair to Heaven. And bursts into rings of glory that rose when you exploded your heart in brave summons. Open up and levitate in ether waves of divine strength that expand and recoil like the twisting seas that serve She, the Moon. Werewolf tendencies, howl like ribs that crush into fragmented pulls and tugs to release the tension of your vital breath. And give birth to new waters that divide and multiply like cellular replications that specialise in individual sensitivities. Intelligent mind, integrated nations, one-in-two to create dual wholeness. His Royal Highness reigns all vertices to ground Her Majesty in soils that provide for fluid expansion and united Love. Co-creator, ultimate denominator, don’t forget your retrograde amnesia. Escape your Self for pursed lips and desperate inspiration. Understand that pain originates at the soul to invert and invest the opposite lie.
1. Fun. Funny. Ha ha. Strange that, Isn't it? Weird, I didn't think of that. Did you? Nah...me neither... Either or...
1. Generic beast. You roam this world, Afraid to step in your bare feet. Blind arrogance, You ravage Mother, Savage violence in your wake.
Smoke and Mirrors
Learn to read between the lines. You're not looking in and out, up and down, one way and the other. Consider that...reality is tangible, in the way your visceral nature commands. Do you feel?
Anger * Power
1. Violently defiant and fiercely alone. Her presence singes the bitter air, And it cracks. Enter Elektra. The wolf plays in sheep skin,
The occult reflects back to you what your conscious mind forgets to see. In your subconscious realms, where the passion burns bright, deep desires find their way to surface without permission. Remember, generalised readings will be general and magick only plays with you as much as you play with it. Let this be a guiding journey <3