The Serpent

The Mushroom Experience and the Serpents

Wisdom, Healing, Initiation
The symbol of eternity
This a powerful totem -- it is
the symbol of transformation and healing.
The Snake is wisdom expressed through healing.It is a protector and guardian totem,
along with its sister totems, the Dragon and the Serpent.If a snake totem has come into your life, your creative forces are awakening.
Your intuition will sharpen and be more accurate.Snake energy is the energy of wholeness, cosmic consciousness, and
the ability to experience anything willingly and without resistance.
It is the knowledge that all things are equal in creation.It also signals a transition in your life.
New opportunities and/or changes.Snake is fire medicine, the medicine of transmutation.
On a material level, it is vitality; on an emotional level, it is ambition and dreams;
on a mental level, it is intellect and power; on a spiritual level (the highest level),
it is wisdom, understanding and wholeness.
I got the above someplace. They are not my words but they are what I experienced. I will gladly attribute this I just don't know or remember where it came from. If you see it and it is yours I will take it down if it offends you. I am not trying to plagiarize someone's work. It is hard enough to write well but then to have it stolen is adding insult to injury.

This is my reply;
 I know only that I'm alive, an artist, in love, sometimes in anger, nothing more, nothing less. I could not dream of such fortune.
Enter the world of magick and truth, release yourself from the bondage of your disbelief.  I speak of wisdom, love and kindness. I have been gifted with struggle and joy in this life, and journey to the other side wondered, in awe. I am clean now, pure in spirit. The way is light by your desire on this road of many brothers, many sisters

I give this gift to you. Take the darkness of your night and bring it to the light of day.
We are the precursors of the Sun...
After you lay down heavy shit like this you have to keep up appearances, If I'd known that when I started I would never have turned on the key for fucks sake. Have a laugh. Take the purse from your lips and the clench from your ass.

A Glorious Day

                                                  

I keep putting this picture up because of Ze Cat Zeq he was loved and this gives me peace                                             




                                             Tinfoil Hat Man Says
I leave you with this:
Paddy was talking to Seamus the bartender owner of a fine Irish pub and they were talking about a friend of theirs who had passed. Paddy took a sip of his beer looked Seamus in the eye and said in his fine Irish lilt; "Seamus, If I knew where I was going to die I wouldn't be going near the place."

Seamus raised his glass and gave this toast;

"May the sun kiss your face at its rising dawn

The wind at your back and your sails about burst

your woman in bloom, your son at the wheel

Heave 'er up tight to the wind laddie

God its a glorious day."

Transhuman

Transhuman

mushrooms and Iboga are better than the popa
the wisdom of the plant
is more than what's extant
the techno transhumanistic terrifying reality
is the darkside of the dream
fake brains downloaded by monsters of evil scream
this is the path..riiight
our death knell is their chips
A million gigabytes they clip
our medulla oblangata
frontal lobe lopped
impregnated with cheap plastic
forgive that I object
buying beauty genes
doesn't hide
what lies beneath the veil
rfideed stamped usda prime choice fool
your digital lips
and flashing spider legs
whirling electric hips
iron heart android eyes turning to
endless beats
hat size rhythm and power chords
and yea I'm happy  lords
above
I don't be's like that


I don't know who to attribute for the Michelangelo improvisation..If some one objects contact me and I will remove it.

Abstain

Abstain.

Re: Removing funds from banks and buying nothing
.What should happen is not a boycott of mom and pop stores, locally owned businesses, pragmatism rules and there are no rules. They are the places we should patronize. Taking your money out of the bank is not practical and can be done only if it makes sense in the personal. Dates 6 august thru 8 august. The goal? you might ask..to demonstrate our power..no one and I mean no one is listening to us. If this succeeds we go from there. I am going to fast starting the next few days and I will not eat in solidarity with those across this planet who are starving. The dude cannot abide what he sees. I am nobody but I hope you are willing to stop buying anything between those dates. If you are..spread this to your friends. Personally I don't know what to do to change direction from the hell we are headed for so I do this

Life

Netherlands World Press Photo Contest

In this photo provided on Friday Feb. 10, 2012 by World Press Photo, the 2012 World Press Photo of the year by Samuel Aranda, Spain, for The New York Times, shows a woman holding a wounded relative during protests against president Saleh in Sanaa, Yemen, Oct. 15, 2011. (AP Photo/Samuel Aranda/New York Times) AP

 The man reminds me of all of us, and the woman is our earth. Neither brave nor courageous we are human beings who become brave and courageous. I am a father of children nothing more. A hopeless dreamer of peace and beauty. We are wounded and it is time to be a warrior, not of death, but life. I can feel this desire so strongly it overwhelms me inside and out. It is the driving force of a life half wasted to drugs and alcohol that I barely escaped with my life.
I don't take myself too seriously..I would end up shooting myself ha ha, but I do take seriously people fucking with my serenity and my children..so don't.                                                                      

Sardonica

The rods are broken
the rails are cracked
the train sped on
stacks glowed red to
oblivion
whether live or die matters not
it is written..ironed stone
headed for the wreck the black train whipped and shot
steel flying off like flecks
of death
people hoarded the windows leering
ripping life from their faces
lips curved in sardonic joy
Kalki sped his horse howling at this life passing
iron greed, and fatuous men, 
woman carved by surgeons knives against creep of age
empty of all but desperate desire to remain forever reflected beauty
dancing in their mirrors lie
turned instead to twisted caricatures of that they sought
knowing nothing of value, fish lips stretched over bling bling teeth sharp as razors
they ripped each other in obscene feast of their own flesh
no inner light can save this crew their blackened cocks or rotted cunts
sacrificed long ago to dark lords death

The rods are broken
the rails are cracked the train is headed for the deep
this is Kali's night as darkness falls
those that make it if at all
did not attend this killers ball
the wielders of the sword
this battles long fought hordes
thousands the years they've battled
working in lights magick strong

we fall or stand by choice we make
to live or die in black pooled lake
in acquiescence the pathetic wallow in its depths
their horror eternal, never slaked

walk in blindness my little ducks
the hooded one cometh with razor scythe
your narcissistic fear his invitation
to be here
and no way out it's
death or worse
fight in light
or stinkin' pit
the the rods are broken
the rails are cracked
there aint no turning back

The end of an age
light is birthed