ON THE Work of Steve Lehar...and the Standing Wave

tepid then hot drawn and into it all into the west coast hey up to the morning and the forests and the wide spaces of timber yards and shellg rey wood huts and camper vans and low rise tin roofs. miles of trees quebec iroquis. the five nations the seven nations the ochinubska railway the indian treaty the fire in the belly of the globe that is alive taking me into the wildfires of the alaskan night....a voice in my head, the man from the dreams at Burla Island from Tir Na Og saying en France said dites moi: “”As I have been speaking about this experiment and others that emerged from other unhttp://goldenmean.info/gravitycode/iversities, over the years, I mentioned the possibility that we could be enabled to model or understand the 'high dimensions' through which the signal may have transversed, by the Golden Mean or PHI.

I related, over the years, that PHI would be the first localised form of the virtual, and in making cosmological models that are post-infinite maps. Mentioning that PHI would be the best model of coherence, or highest order, that is the simplest pathway by which the nature of this dimension could translate, or mirror in personification, the coherent pathways of those vacuum hyperspaces, even though they may be post-PHI therein. Never-the-less in our localised spatial dimension, PHI would be the simplest constant which would personify the unique signals of these N-spaces. Naturally I was influenced in making such above cosmological speculative models, by basic material on PHI by colleagues.

My colleague Daniel Winter, (who studied with the later Buckminster Fuller, and is an expert on sacred geometry, in the sense of being a public hero in exposing and breaking down into more understandable terms for the layman, many arcane sacred geometrical principles and relationships, which the public at large has never been exposed to before), predicted now, for several years, that faster-than-light signals would be found to travel in the PHI ratios.

His own modelling bore this out. He also has another angle, logic and theory for this, whereby the faster-than-light dimensions are domains of pure fractal implosion, in every direction the greater superluminal harmonics to infinity. This particular article has come into formation, when Dan asked me for references upon my mentioning PHI harmonics in superluminal tunnelling, whilst we were lecturing together in SION, Switzerland, September 2000.
“ th:: Omicron NanoTechnology GmbH :: there is no universally accepted theory of how the brain actually codes perceptual or experiential information.”


“It’s not my belief that computers are communicating. I know they are.”

Theta Capricorni (θ Cap / θ Capricorni) is a star in the constellation Capricornus.θ Capricorni is a white A-type main sequence dwarf with an apparent magnitude of +4.08. It is approximately 158 light years from Earth.
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This photo shows IC4604 as a rich area of nubulosity in Scorpius and Ophiuchus, including dark nebulae, red emission nebulae, blue reflection nebulae, and an unusual orange reflection nebula illuminated by the light from Rho Ophiuchi. Visual reality, while not so spectacular, is still striking. Here are the words of Steve Coe: "Faint, very, very large, irregular nebula with Rho OPH involved. This dim glow is best in the 10X50 binoculars. This entire system is on the edge of one of the Largest dark nebulae in the skies. About one degree away to the north-west is the area William Herschel called 'A Hole in the Heavens.' This dark nebula is so thick that a Large scope at 100X will not show one star. You must see for yourself how fascinating it is to be awash in the Milky Way one minute and in a complete void the next."

Final Chapter/Just a Beginning/ 2 Way Street To H2 Dicta

Movin House! I’ma movin up to da White House and that’s where you can find me. the Dc Reschel Grids now coming into effect as well as inclusion from equivalent sources are all reporting the same thing; from each dimension. The coordinating Hierarchy, obviously that M you are in touch with can and doesd agree on this as step by stp approach. Kin I Imix, and the birthing Place of the Red Dragon and the alternatie real time that has presupoposed itself upon and made us all fell that one human and one life is one jpo. Now that we are moving its pay off the renatals and the landlords, pay out the final credits and messes slips to the folks back home and start to see Alaska now as another place for a holiday. Phew. Because I dont want to go back that was such hard work, hiding out up there with my knowledge. Give me a vabin in da roads fooot yello person and now inside angle views are happening I ahae and 290 j8 fruthering your ffrustration now no hawrmful to only self therefore alignment divinity and claim jsut cause here as this anchoring process is now completed... for further research looking at this as a possibility to link Bending time with Scientific Accomploishments "every little action counts" now we rebuild and buider veider finesse and plomp!

Uranus lies beyond the rings of Saturn and is thus a major step in evoking that state of transformation whereby the self conscious individual merges i

The square roots and their reciprocals of certain number would appear to be related directly to the measurements and their fractal expression of specific ancient reckoning counts. As we have seen above, some of the more commonly known day-counts relate directly to the measurements of the Great Pyramid.

The square roots and their corresponding reciprocals of the number 2, 5, and 10 appear to relate easily to the series of numbers within the ancient reckoning system. Further, other numbers, such as the square root and reciprocal of seven also occupy a prominent place within the ancient reckoning system as we have seen here and in other essays within the Earth/matiX series of essays.

yesterday I got fucked hard on a street corner by... and then when the election results came through I just couldn't believe it

 I can’t afford to not stay, and well done bra girls with boots up to their astral later came through to the Olde grande tourist and made it clear, friends for life, eh? Said one from Peru. Pouring espresso at Lolitas request bundling up business cards and roses laid back nonchalant in the Clarence for tea after with Johnty. There was a red Merc in the winda, a flower girl in the fulest stride you ever did see and skirts everywhere flying like flags to poor dandy’s who always felt outnumbered. Alienation had come and gone and returned with a brevity that was less flash in pan and more Hey ho Watson. Namby pamby came and went as did Hows yer fther and that biscuit had moved from sweetness of digestive custard and cram to new name for Punani or bread. Bagels were rock solid the morning after even if brought in Brooklyn and the thought of flying again acroos el Atlantico made the gut swirl with the lack of enthusios for the jet lag. On Hotel we came to plum our round and cute added to asses with lardyness and non carus mundo for where we went we always had beer. Down and outs in Mexico who had relocated to new Mexico in order to be nearer the canyon were making new business contacts for their photocopy sellers, and the plot was thickened by Chernobyll later that year as I was there sunning on a beach when the rain came down so I said, well, given that you can’t blame me can you? Somewhere in this the new laws arose up spewing into frothy cups of lava truths that we could feel but not see. Yeah yeah. I sat down with Emerald Eyes reddenerd by Chloe’s indifference to Pete, and the painter mde headway with explanations about Egypt, as if I didn’t know. Now there came a swoosh. Olympids made headlines, so did numerous odd and off the f wall characters called by themselves celebs, and I didn’t see a cook in sight in London not anywhere. Then in Cnneticutt with the lama dn the high kala we undressed mauve clad nuns because they delighted in the tantra of it. Ah you must be a beatnik. Ah you must be an artist. Ah. Sayeth another, how’da get al that money. Time tells and tells all in the end a nd Shelley said it right ways up if only two hundred years later was in advance of time he’d have had sald for breakfast in Salamanders if he was alive now I’d say. The taxi shook and grunted hauling us out into the green and roick of the York bridge, as Merlot and Wells and Bennet passed by fluttering above our necks their old tirades. Secen twons for seven sisters. The headliners were Indecent Frntage and the Price of Haven when Cathy 

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Your assessment of the phrase is excellent. Due to evolutionary necessity we must become less theoretical and ideological and become more practical and responsible in our stewardship of our time here and our relationship to the sustainability of our environment, including other sentient beings. If we're not progressive we're regressive or anti-progressive, since evolution is a one way street and there's no way to simply stand still. Interdependence is the constant reality of our environment, and we must learn that we also are interdependent with other life forms. This view ultimately leads that we should pull together for the common good so we can share rewards and well being in common. If the failure of the one leads to the weakening of the whole, then it is in the interests of all to care for each other, lest the brain die when the kidneys fail or one being's disease create an epidemic.

Com + passion = fellow feeling. There are many ways to express these in our world. For one, working hospice. For another, philanthropic works. For another, opening human potential. For another, creating a soup kitchen for the poor. For another, serving a greater good for present and future learners. The reason for the descriptor "practical" is due to the Earth quality of what Saturn is showing us. Merely believing oneself to be serving often misses the mark, since service, being ultimately an Earth quality, must be anchored in some practical "real" form. That what Saturn offers in this opposition, expressing a quality of the Uranus in Pisces, however that can be realized by our individual Spirit. Great thread of discussion.

The Seventh Ray of Ceremonial Magic

Venus is headed for a rendevous with Uranus in the middle of all this Pisces Aquarian gamma ray bursts energisers detect the burbp and I am told before the data arrives it’s an alignment Uranus has with andromeda (the return of Woman). they say they can do it their way and survive here too withut upsetting the balance. What matters is Neptune’s stavbility here and the rendevous Venus is having NOW iwith Ophichius on Hello Eve Night We and I shed our last fears and embarked, we believe, further inot the direction of Virgo.... but who knows MIM’s shift to Libra or Virgo? reaccessing the primal database. Functioning in equlivalent valences chance came upon me that night and brought orange juice to m ein the morning pen in my hand on his head soothing a fever. he was hotter than the sun for the castus in him had found his best roud i the aquifer eternally refelable would find a way
Uranus in Esoteric Astrology
I was looking for NGC 7576 7585 7592 7666 and 7663 for clues and cues as to uranus’ next move. What was it completing? As the esoeric ruler of astrology and LIbra said : In order for the energies of Uranus to express themselves in a conscious way in a person’s life, he must pass through Saturn’s ~Door~. This means that he has created an integrated personality, linked with the soul force, and is thus a spiritually responsible individual. More likely than not, such a person is linked to a sense of group purpose and is very service orientated.

There is quite a difference in the way Uranus functions in the personality chart and the way its energies externalise once Soul contact has been established.

Uranus on the personality level is always indicative of creating difference through the use of the will. A strong personality centered Uranian (that is, Uranus rising, The Sun or Moon in Aquarius, to conjunct opposing or square Uranus, or Uranus at the MC) will strive to be different just for difference’ sake. In this respect, dressing very unconventionally, seeking out avante garde or bohemian friends, and in extreme cases, engage in pointedly antisocial behaviour patterns.

These are not at all negative traits in themselves, for such people strike at the core of the established order (that is Saturn) and create a perspective whereby society must question its values. Yet when such values are not consciously linked to the soul and to group intent from the level of the Higher Self, personal whims and egocentric motives are often at the center of such activities and practices.

This means that he has created an integrated personality

Uranus functioning though the soul level has quite a different purpose. As the ruler of Libra, the unfolding of Uranus in the consciousness of one of the Fixed Cross leads to the reversal of the wheel of destiny. Libra represents a pause, a moment of soul focussed reflection, a place wherein the values and energies of the personality and the soul meet and are balanced against each other. The individual can thus make the choice of his or her direction, and wither move onto a greater sense of material expression in Virgo, or take the test of one who willingly battles to walk the Path in Scorpio.

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A philosophical rationale for Whitman's linguistic unorthodoxy

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"I sometimes think the Leaves is only a language experiment-that it is an attempt to give the spirit, the body, the man, new words, new potentialities of speech-an American, a cosmopolitan ... range of self-expression. The new world, the new times, the new peoples, the new vista, need a tongue according-yes, what is more, will have such a tongue-will not be satisfied until it is evolved."
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205, 206, 207, 208, 250, 251, 252, 253, 254, 296, 297, 298, 2992. Quickens the urge to change the established order. Uranus is the planet of the Seventh Ray - Ceremonial Order and Magic. When its energies are stimulated, it allows one to be in tune with the relationship between the external order of life and the unfolding ~Will-To-Create~. Both ~cause~ and ~effect~ are cyclical in expression. Cause {First Ray, will and Power} is constantly stimulating matter to be the proper response to its initiating impulse. The seventh Ray is very much involved with the process of this fusion. Uranus functions in this respect as a vehicle which breaks down those forms that are no longer consistent with the involuntary and evolutionary movements of the Life Force. Yet this is not the anarchistic, egotistical, destructive power of Uranus that expresses on the personality level. The urge to change social structures and the prevailing collective ordering of life comes from an attunement to Cause and are effected through group function. The First Ray has a very direct and intimate relationship with the Seventh, as can be seen from the fact that Aries and Capricorn appear on both these lines of manifestation. Aries is the primary sign of the ~Will-to-Be~, while Capricorn, and its relationship to Saturn and the Third Ray, is very much connected to the forms and structures for that ~Beingness~

Final Day of the Election Standing Wave Pattern 2008-9

Barabara Hand Clow.... wrote this:
The great cataclysm disarranged the solar system and greatly disturbed many planetary patterns. For example, Uranus tilts 90 degrees on its axis. Uranus rules cultural transformations, and by its foundation chart, the United States is very influenced by Uranus. Now that we are moving into the Age of Aquarius, which Uranus rules, the USA is poised to become the global empire. AstroFlash! incorporates the birth chart of the USA in 1776, which is in the Methodology which follows. The ancients discovered they could assess politics realm by examining the conjunctions of Jupiter and Saturn every twenty years-the Trigons. The current Elite, the "Bushites", seized the agenda of the recent May 2000 Trigon. This has enabled them to run the show during the Galactic Underworld, so this site examines their obvious use of astrology. It offers advice on how individuals can get out oStudy Says Pride And Shame Are Biological, Not Cultural | Scientific Bloggingf the way, as the so-called "leaders" create mass-trauma events, such a 9/11. These things are done because they stimulate catastrophobia and fear.
The researchers coded the athletes' head, arms and body positions. They found that winning athletes, both sighted and blind and across all cultures, tended to raise their arms, tilt their head up and puff out their chest. Also largely universal were the expressions of defeat, which include slumped shoulders and a narrowed chest.

The researchers found that, to some extent, culture moderated the shame response among sighted athletes. It was less pronounced among individuals from highly individualistic, self-expression-valuing cultures, primarily in North America and West Eurasian countries. However, congenitally blind athletes across cultures showed the shame response, suggesting that the cultural difference found among sighted athletes was due to the Western cultural norm of hiding one's shame.

"These findings support evolutionary accounts that pride and shame would have been powerful mechanisms in enhancing or inhibiting an individual's social status," says Tracy.
AstroFlash! breaks the four seasons down into three lunar cycles within the context of major planetary transits. I offer some lunar and seasonal chart comparison with background charts (see Methodology) by means of combust (less than 1 degree by conjunction) aspects. We begin with how you can master seasonality. This is written for people north of the equator, yet if you live south of the equator, just reverse summer and winter.

Seasonality

The New Year is not January 1st! The new year-the Spring Equinox-occurs around March 21, when the Sun enters 0 degrees Aries by geocentric astrology. For Earth, this is when the Sun is directly over the equator. Then it tracks north until it reaches the Tropic of Cancer at 0 degrees Cancer during the Summer Solstice around June 21. Then it turns back and crosses over the equator at 0 degrees Libra during to the Fall Equinox around September 23. It moves south of the equator until it reaches the Tropic of Capricorn at 0 degrees Capricorn on the Winter Solstice around December 21. Then the Sun seems to move north again for its return to the equator for the next Spring Equinox. Of course, the Sun only seems to move in this pattern from Earth's view, since the phenomena is caused by the tilt of Earth's axis as it orbits the Sun during a solar year.

The modern calendar abuses our * Auriga - Replacing Helios as the sun god.
* Centaurus - A brother and sister teaching team.
* Corvus - Blaming the messenger.
* Hercules - Oracle for the strong.
* Hercules - Invoking brother to sister.
* Hercules - Shooting the sun.
* Lyra - Apollo's musical child.
* Ophiuchus - Apollo's healing child.
* Orion - A deadly brother - sister spat.
* Sagitta - Whose arrow is it? conciousness! The time to make plans for each year is during the Spring Equinox, not during the so-called "New Year". The most philosophical and spiritual time of the year is the Winter Solstice, which is reduced to addictions and consumerism by Christmas shopping, eating, and drinking. In fact, December 21st to March 21st, the last quarter of the year, is our yearly completion time. The special days and nights right before the Winter Solstice are the most mystical time of the year, and we should meditate for hours during this time. Then when the Sun is in Capricorn, Aquarius, and Pisces before the Spring Equinox, we should be deepening our understandings of all the things we have learned during the last nine months-the previous Spring Equinox to the Winter Solstice.There is absolutely nothing else to add to this evening's wonderful speech by our next Vice President. I think it is going to be a hoot to watch the Obama hugging MSM take it apart. Andrea Mitchell looked like she'd lost her best friend while she was interviewing Rudy Giuliani. I'm just very proud of our next Vice President. Unfortunately, Willow Palin stole the show! A star has been born.

The Text of the Speech:
Mr. Chairman, delegates, and fellow citizens: I am honored to be considered for the nomination for Vice President of the United States...

I accept the call to help our nominee for president to serve and defend America.

I accept the challenge of a tough fight in this election... against confident opponents ... at a crucial hour for our country.

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SATurday on the couch difuckingesting the abomination of Bushwacjer’s Legacy. Now, Tuesds. slumped grump ref 6th day but 69 and counting. 34 minutes. Left side half packed. Upside. Cash in wallet. Fighting mind. And tension high. Question to race and find. Grin. Cheer. And beever Canyon calling. Hodge Posdge And Smiley George crapping on a day that is otherwhordly sand sensible. Crap Podge gained a leg hold on my ass crapping and crunching ridiculously. The Scene. Ten thousandth of an inch thick. Graphene. And greedy rocked. A Pink guitar and a subteranean A. Deluge from Waqles. < Desire from Yes Finally to Arie, They dont leave much time to Celebrate. Cruck of Clunk ing morhpogenetic mind. Novembre Decembre. Lilou made me Sit. Meditate and visualize. Mike’s in high Spirits. Problems met with Npoise and Musack. Tin shoed gals wreck the peace. I need a place or a Ne Mind. Aie. A NEw Mind. Needed. Now. They say, this one is Time. A whole lot has waited in the background tho my mind is shadowy with tiredness. I’m lucky to have this roof. I hate feeling the stuffed shirt of the Land lord breathing down my neck. Another mistake. Another shift. Another pressure I cannot take. Today’s onloy saving grace. Lovejoy has departed and he’s left me with ten hundred videos burned discs and sheets drenched in my black mascara and his residue. There\’s a moon up there somewhere. Nearly full too. Jennifer has called in from Venice. Jim rolled me out of bed on six hours sleep and made me deal with it: more bad news. Now I owe Shit Cunt a month’s rent. And shit cunt is crud in mind? I try to speak nice. Soften the edge. “They” are making me swear. And so I swore. Omghofuckn Ch. Wta Fck, Palava. Speaking of India. On my mind new mantra from Dattatreys, very complex and i dont know how to say it. And then Id di some visulaising. Tried to visulise a place. Somewhere I can overlook the sea, after all, that is why I am here. Ah. I tried. As Dwight instructed. However, Jim and Funky Dunk’s meta Morose Vibe hit me swell hard. And found me reeling into an apathetic “oh well, at least I got a l...” in. There seems to be a point beyond which I can’t think. And I seem to be a frustrted bunny, who probably should get some sleep. I have tried. Now it’s the sixth day and somehow by some strange Confluence I’m looking at four years here. Hard to not conclude in the negative. My mood swung today. Rollicked out of bed. Punched, literally, by the shock of its behaviour. Stunned that even He could be too bright. I feel chrd. The thin edge of a sharp tongued Censor nudgin me clonker. Parasooth. Veratrythe Me? I do seMatchcematica hermetica. Todeder off tae swinbarn and rack up thirteen. Fcj, Ick. And she smiles. I’ve had to pek up me large dah. Can yae swivel? Check da Mune! Fuel and swipe sweat reaperters on my todd forgetting Casdh to drink and rest. Krack. Schrack. Dems ferwerks ave been goin off all day. Wherdya? k Lm. m Later . Now 6pm. Music synthesis and that’s better than it all. She “ i pod? Drat. State lines and state funding. 14 billion on OUR living situation. Hellish as it can be. If it custs us forteen villion... Hav ye Nae bin to India Laddie. Them trap Conservatives should shut it, or gp will reduce thar liffey. Nae. Kan ya see Caemerathorn inDelhi fer five minutes on his todd? Or MArdarme Laardy? Twof and skip. Nuisance guineas and gold. All passing throught the sixth Day lens Now. For this...in twenner minutos alesandro Bajelo Georgeous Georgey, Archduke and Prince has 68 to go through. Pres R Elect makes nonstop new adjustments to flight plan buy the hour HUT the Hour! Time’s Affordable these days and the beer flows freely from the Royal hhouses to the makeshift lamp and the boxey shorts Princess Wore Nightly. Outside storm clouds at a NOvember fulol moon. Beauty. Crashed through a case came in waking up the spanglers and Ministerised to Her fans from the kitchen, plodding round barefoot at my beqwest.

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Now thought had me by the hadron and Cerne up and runging through children’s minds the warp and the woof od the teacher’s barking mad fear. Semblance of tranquilty later in the fractality of a park. The Queen wore white and looked virginal. Phil wore a latex tux and in lime green pantaloons rushed forward to say Howdy Doopy Dog. The biscuit was fresh and the park laden. I was inside my own mind and loving every aquare fractal inch of it, and yet still oak trees were oak trees and beer was beer. We sailed up off Top Street for Top Shop and swallered a large tonne of fish jokes before embarking on the Q & A Palisarde directive. I wished for a Guru and found one, tossing him by the wayside like a stray cut throat black cat from Borneo; milliseconds later, there were feasts for swallow eyes when Tariffs bearing beauty made their round on the footstall. Haberdashers and ironmongers, ecplisoids and pentagrammers, ideographs and geodesic types made laughter sail through the winf. El Banko had said it would all go collapso, but every nigger knows the worm hole is in essence a diametric opposite to chaos or catasrophe. The labyrinth has a plughole. Every om has an ouch. Every joy has a spurt of love juice, and one simply has to come. Best not avoid the coming and rushing ands compressing, they said, and git yrself a step ladder ahead of the old oilstuff, I wrote later that Wittgenstein could be understood through the hiatus he made in the teaching world for those long fourteen years; I never qwuite understood why death seemed to be around us until they the head and the prof and through a thousand tears and eyes and mirages finding that one man amidst the many burning bushes. I tried to explain it. I tried to savour it. In the end I just made art out of it. But heart, the dear ones and the flowersd in the inner circle insisted, there was more to evolution even there, even more than love is the love the creator has for man, for woman the goddess descending nine nights a year; for the man and the boy, the girl and the child, the bamboo shoot and the acacia, for the lemon yellow Donovan toting bag wearing hipster who had defied his own goodness in order to fit the cogs in the wheel had decided that the way up was Hadron and the collider was our

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The ur, twisting inside me. The intestines of life and the luyre playing tricks, or pretending, am I both? THE DIRECTIVES are clear enough. Since Colin’s departure its been all go one and al. I have no right to grumble. I DO HAVE A RIGHT TO GRUMBLE. AND I HAVE A RIGHT TO PLEA A CASE.  

The yellow flowered hair of the girls.


Pints with Paukl and Where’s Bren?

NMushrooms on the Hob, and the bacon’s cooking nicely. Has it really been two months?
Can I sift off here and enjoy the process? Michae> il seems to think it an excellent idea. What a day.

curled up in new bed new view with new thoughts

Bare rolling and watching the telly, its truck me one afternoon as I surveyed the para Olympics that this was hr year we would. Beijing and parachute drops from twenty thousand. Ashamed to admit. Delighted to announce. Chantalle Petticlaire and the onederfu way this has happened. Now there is the new start, a desire and huge feat made. Theres something in the air; seven years later, in Tibet as the panchen Lama and the Entourage make their own way through the fires. I, carrying fag and lunch of vodka and juice and dreams that I once had, rolling down the hill in sixteenth position through Sough up Ealing Broadway. Ere mate. Gis us a hand with that limit. See that? Tanni and Wannit. Wearing a Phelpsian desire of five medals. And I decided that we would and we could and we shouldn’t let the poor dame pass up the chance for a sickette note. Downstream guards hid in the bushes at Long Walk, Upstream stares as the delights and the folie coupe du Grace was launched downtown. She was shiny she was shirty she wore pantyhose up under he nighty. He was handsome that one was quick and the world reverberated with Compassion now that the paralympic flame has been lit. We curled up on couches and cried for Louisa as she ran the last haf mile with only one hand inside her; the hearts were dragons, the Hsng Hou dynasty said it was best, how they made their fortune pulling rigging across the high seas I just don’t know. Its her birthday, said to explain for her behanviour dancing and ringin in the night, poor bloke from Kitwe wth a black eye sounding very dour about it all. Upscaled at Paddingtons, passage through tubes to the Victoria Express we were lining up for delights when she lifted her dress now we are back at home drinking eating pizza and loving with smiles and gless and truths that we feel on the floor in black boots the one we made up and the one we left behind and the truth and the farce of it and under their milks white steaming session of a weightlifiting Powerball of a night the glum yellow brick faced Van Gogh left behind wioed off with a European smile. PppAre pare. Duttare. Com. The shinin lamp upon the roads of our own hearts had been lit, and I felt a surge of compassion and sadness; embarrassment at myself, and yet, understanding. How we are and have been a compassionate world; how wee care why we care what we care about and what it is that we do and can unify around. The younf wan yes tit up the old crocker was telling me, His father worked fa Bmw and that was a white propellor ain the dei sky on the hub. I played with Clarkie as a babs, Yellow jacket. Bee. Watch out it sings and it stings, through the corridor a hearty laugh and a notebook came from the Near East. The flame was lit from the temple of Heaven as the galactic center passed overheard this year we crammed into the tube station near ten pm and found ourselves sitting opposite a right little minxer who was it seemed most definitely tho she was of course there with her mother of which of course there is no doubt that she was yor honour on this squireHe let us pass by. The four squaddies making their own way up to the barracks later, understanding that we had a special dispensation to see the Queen’s Grounds when we lit our cigarettes, questions would have been asked but in no sense were we trammeled by any of it. The wave of compassion swept through the nation some four days later, and it was welcome as we dsi we had to now and we did welcome the High Priestess of the Annuaki and the Sumerian Babylos roared into the fire again. Once outsde the stadium we were picked off by a couple of right Royal trests and they shared a moped ride so 

the very next day, january first 2009

DREAM. Inside the alletys, offices, ups tairs Cosmoplitan delights hide the sophistication of the sub dynamic enterpise. The infinite subtlty and display of forms breaking round the corner the hungaryyan Magyr makes full strides twice nightly up to Town. Perk nipples rouged for him. Her arms. Their kinky endeavours. Truht is in the conceptual dynamics of the Ninth Dimension, and all wil be revealed. She whispers to me, later that night, in the yellow haze of the candles we have lit to receive him that I am further on now and that the awareness and the Soul choices also come clearer. Stacking shelves, at home, Stace makes her legs taut on the counter so he can take her quickly. Theres not much time between toilet breaks and lunch, she says to him. But you can find me waiting behind the pellets. A New Yorker has made his himome routwe to Yo nkers for just just such a sweet seweeting Englsih rose without prickles. Ancient forces occupy center stage. &^% BC is processed. The Diamonf LD > flying Garuda, prophecy trelelfton *9 made it through, I , hunfer. Make it so.

It’s the 20th. Phew and blammoed by the rejection at the Royal Lees hut his head the bands playing vertiggio on the doormat, several edges conundrum builders heads with vertex swartes made by Heaven. Nightly queen bess at the bar on Saturday. The white shirt pulled up round her heavy midriff. Love they tell me doesn’t observe; or is afraid of accepting what it observes. 

Phones ringing off the hool, these rapa and their friggin girlfriends opinions poluutating the environments. Outside we strum our guitars, happily oblivious. Down at the Oak, theres new buds ready for autumn, and Missy’s nearly pregnant and Her Friend is too. When the old man showed her how to out it out the only thought in her mind was that she had finally figured out how someone became pregnant. Cor blimey. So that’s how it happens. After that she systematically pretended, I don’t know. And hoped she was never asked. Of course and now that’s over, the springs hope and the buildup latent shrubs in Kensington, now flowers and concerts have passed. An eternity rose up from Jupiter. A cloud of clrty smacker, made the Elspeth min me qwak, Lemmings rubbed noses with forthright ganymedes cruised the Nile, everyone was a subjective conjunct and the labella made noise when she ripened. Onward entelechy, romanced Keats. Onward enantiamorphia. Musaaes revered in Maya quoted vertiginous verse from the high altiude of working class life. In whent Y’isis. Out came Circe. In went Minerva. Out whalloped and outclapped by Eurydice, the churchbells slayed. I am a tourist, he shouted. Quizzicked by meandering watchers, smokey joe nobbleiffers and butters in the plenitude, last year made by Silence, wished they hadn’t seen the eloquence. Strut wenched and ambivalent engineers hoped they would have it in them to barf. Long time phone callers, switchcard operators and Mendacious Stamp Collectors were all bedeviled when it came to buying the bacon, swotting flies off the crackhole with the Daniel chapter from the frech national bibliotecha. Worlwind. Vortex. Tornado. Pomegranat, the sincerity was remarkable. Humbled by the sheer exactitude and explanatory potentioal of the aforesaid Immobilius Mundi, I wrote a scrapheap into magenta on the Fosters Bar cap. Tense moments ensues as Deaf by lightening ordered his vesitgular and round bottomed Annexe from Poloratugatoral in West pughkeepsie Buzzed the door for the late night lock in. Vanquished by the bill paying extrav, invertebrate dollars, fortnightly winter suits and endless sallied forth couches unizsed and sexed by Couch, ran the headline later that day to 

We bared the soul and Found the truth later that day, wed morning five a.m

and glory. Outside olde England, reorganized now, the Matrix and the countryside. Adlington bringing back 2 GOLDS ; the smashed record of Spitzx’s Era. Fading fast, growing licentiousness, cash in hand and freedom from shaeckles; the mighty roar as I camoe inside her nose. The endorphin rush up the birth cnala. The electric heels in the cocksure atance as brickety barbecues replaced by coal fired burners in the country attract nest embedders from all over. Sheep hang their lingerie off wooden rails, lilac slick tooth laden with dentistry biting into pink labial skin. The sunreplaced by roaring storms that bring in Codes from the Galactic Cxenter. I can’t quite believe Dvert called me again or that ghollyoaks attracts my attention. Fortune favours the enlightened. The sirtian codes come in all at once, the roof lifts off the skirts are off the knickers are off the shoesd are all over the floor theres a spilt coffee on her rose carpet, the crimson duvet is stretched across her naked body as Mary makes toast for the two of us as I take puctures. Al calls me over for a pint, and Mike makes it clear that his business is going to take off in the new year. Michael speaking to me quickly and rapidly, so much of it in code, so much of it making sense, so many risks. The day I worked out new key commands for the Mac is the day I spent my load making sure I didn’t spend my load. Skywalker meets Leila in the fountain of youth over in Bermondsey frogs make leaps into the coulm of light made by light. The nine dimensional has really released its potential I say, as I sdleep with the mask on my faveorite face, her little hand clutching my thumb as a girlchild goes to sleep secure in one sense. Mothers still beckon. Irregardless, irradiant, the Christine Child makes it clear. There must be something more now to evolve. Every pore, by the time I reach Grand Central on the 16th, every pore has opened with sewett yellow sticky plastic on car seats the olaboured tourists round up the cushy and go bowling barreling rolling haunting inebriating Yellowstone park generals make tiradeous notices to keep bears in order the great Nebual opens its gates to the new subatomic and protoxzoic. Feeling ice codes fueled by sun I take shelter from the rain and the blazing solar winds that came through this year. Our curtains roll green into the heart. New wood makes balances in the House. I take up book organizing and diplay myself to heroes welcome. Coides are made to lift up the energy, purification processes …. Made real as I look back to June 2 2005, and March 20 2002 and really find it all quite extraordinary. Here I am! She jumps in through the porch door and announces herself to me. Ah sweet love of wisdom. Sophia in trainers and trekky bottoms on carpet, sparking up a wedding Bong for the two of us starts rambling musoic talk and slippery fingers make wheels in the air as she showers me with compim,ents, I lift up my energhy and try to meet the intensity. God making manifest a divinity! God and Jesus and Mary as Heart Principles. The violet flower she shows me only after fifteen minutes, puilling aside she showing no fear unveils the sanctified source and growls. I make apoliogies as I wipe the trace of last years lust, and the heart amythyst crystal I hold to my own view absorbs the last malignant strains of 3rd density lechery. They are all beautiful. She brings me to the cadence of feeling tho I recognize all this I have also created myself; However, even as I reach inside the white bra strap’s metallic click laden endeavour grows to finger me. Her feelings are that we both created a divine reality to insure a decent time in this our last sojourn away from Home. In Amen, the kebab slaying woman reaches her maz at two a.m fortunes finding her sober enough to ask him back to her place. Red licking lips at the plastic table greatly excite her anticipatpry powers; the whole town, now, a whole twon, the grid locale, now a unified grid, the seventeen boys playing chase me facter Boy come round to see her THONGING. THER 

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Now thought had me by the hadron and Cerne up and runging through children’s minds the warp and the woof od the teacher’s barking mad fear. Semblance of tranquilty later in the fractality of a park. The Queen wore white and looked virginal. Phil wore a latex tux and in lime green pantaloons rushed forward to say Howdy Doopy Dog. The biscuit was fresh and the park laden. I was inside my own mind and loving every aquare fractal inch of it, and yet still oak trees were oak trees and beer was beer. We sailed up off Top Street for Top Shop and swallered a large tonne of fish jokes before embarking on the Q & A Palisarde directive. I wished for a Guru and found one, tossing him by the wayside like a stray cut throat black cat from Borneo; milliseconds later, there were feasts for swallow eyes when Tariffs bearing beauty made their round on the footstall. Haberdashers and ironmongers, ecplisoids and pentagrammers, ideographs and geodesic types made laughter sail through the winf. El Banko had said it would all go collapso, but every nigger knows the worm hole is in essence a diametric opposite to chaos or catasrophe. The labyrinth has a plughole. Every om has an ouch. Every joy has a spurt of love juice, and one simply has to come. Best not avoid the coming and rushing ands compressing, they said, and git yrself a step ladder ahead of the old oilstuff, I wrote later that Wittgenstein could be understood through the hiatus he made in the teaching world for those long fourteen years; I never qwuite understood why death seemed to be around us until they the head and the prof and through a thousand tears and eyes and mirages finding that one man amidst the many burning bushes. I tried to explain it. I tried to savour it. In the end I just made art out of it. But heart, the dear ones and the flowersd in the inner circle insisted, there was more to evolution even there, even more than love is the love the creator has for man, for woman the goddess descending nine nights a year; for the man and the boy, the girl and the child, the bamboo shoot and the acacia, for the lemon yellow Donovan toting bag wearing hipster who had defied his own goodness in order to fit the cogs in the wheel had decided that the way up was Hadron and the collider was our