beauty is the only important thing

Contention

 To come in by any frequency.

Dancing is Adjusting- The Weather Report

Re-flowing. This is the doctrine we harp on, the both of us. I digress, because this is the declaration of a dance craze. Crackle your spine. That's what it's about. The re-flow. So catch a dance fever and make yourself pop. This is to cast bones to spell. 

The Few and Secret

The known writhe in pale imitation of what they cannot imagine. We watch in amazement as they plumb for depths that will never be fathomed. There simply is no bottom to the abyss of silence beyond the musicless cacaphony of blather- Babble on, tribute taken though art forsaken, mystics melodious and strangetides gather. The midnight radio, tuned inter-galactic inspires mockingbirds of dubious distinction and yet remains forever inviolate. Vulgar devices don't catch this signal intended for the secret few. It is a song that bends material to will, and will not be mocked. Lulu has stepped once more through the portal to alternate where alteration can be found, the remover to remove. The rhizome scintillates in thrumming glow and we sing the body galactic. Light will be pure even as it's profaned; shills don't know the name. 

A and O

 Crashing down, Bring me through midnight to the Sun! Open window, new magic wand. With mirth I go forth, one look in the mirror, to do my pleasure on earth. One the crown of all the ten, green-eyed and writhing in the head, Holy Thy name, undefiled! Thy reign is come; Thy will is done. Ashes to ashes to new magic wand. Will be done.

The villainy you teach me I will execute—and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.

I will homeopothosize this on the other side. See you there.

This must go beyond now. I did the majick in the most unusual circumstances. I kept the thread for so long. Now it works. 

Weird things that weirdly seem weird lately: (This is weird)

This is a thing. 

That sleeping was ever considered a prerequisite to dreaming

How did that happen? It really doesn't work that way.

To dream is.  it's own thing. It's how you do really wild sorcery. 

You just go straight in there to that world through any old portal. 

They really are so numerous. It's all in your imagination. It is absolutely and purely

Imaginary. This is where magick lives, so go wildly into that good day

Don't worry for the fading of the light, but find the other side. 

This is imaginal. and what you lack you can create. So there's no excuse. 

Wow. So strangely I've dreamt and I don't know why, but I'll dance. Slip 

Past your own over-complexified simplified abstractions. Scripture, this. It's a way. 

Having long contemplated. These things are simpler than we make them out to be. 

Weather Report Cascade

Things are getting spookier, materially, so the omen of the meteorite resounds materially, again. Possessing, as we do the shadow side collider, turned in and tuned on. Also, magnets. Studies for day 33. Day 49.