Let their be(e) (b)Light / dark side of the coming s(w)oon




( .. being our regular communique to our sisters, brothers & others of the venerabLe & respectabLe we were never (w)here order around the world & in every dimension where they happen to exist .. )





.. the following is restricted to those of the who gives a fuck degree or higher..






 .. humor me for a sec .. 





.. this isn't a thought, but instead an attempt to communicate certain energies:




.. "the time is out of joint" - Shakespeare's Hamlet





.. the Venus retrograde in Capricorn..




.. full moon effect is .. in effect ..






.. solstice whole world shifts* ..







*: w is the 23rd letter of the alphabet ..






(.. it's called eviL to con seaL its holiness .. )

















.. a disturbing number of articles on recent scientific developments ( = more than one ) that I've read have commented on this fact that they always seem to find just the new subparticle that they happened to be looking for .. an odd "coincidence", no..? .. except that as initiates we gnow better than to be lie ve in coincidences ...







.. I had something of a dream when I was very young, where the monsters of nightmares were trying to get me to join in on their version of fun. Which was generally Something to do with giving pain to cute creatures. I’ve felt that energy near occasionally as I’ve been older, and once it caused substantial fear in my wife’s cat. Then there are sometimes of the year when it can feel like knives from somewhere far out in space have descended from all directions trying to cut into my form. - was thinking back on “The Earth Will Shake” with the Alumbrados ..








- money makes people evil, man..

- no, that's not it.. "money" is a word.. the scarcity of resources makes people evil .. & that's actually true ..

.. the excluded middle .. there's always an escape .. you gnow this already; you do it every day ..

Thought of an occultoeconomic phrase: It takes something of a prophet to turn a profit.

.. there'LL always be money in streamlining processes .. trust me on this, for I am one who gnows .. if u don't get it otherwise, it'LL fall from the sky .. what the hey; can it hurt to try..?


.. & that's the game..the game that's played by those who reaLLy run things..






.. it goes both Ways .. so when they open themselves, they're open t(w)o(o) ..











 .. you'd need to grasp the lure of the dark side.. you'd need to gnow its power.. & you need to understand that it's the only side that has ever existed, could exist or will exist to begin with amen ..






- yea..? ..well that wouldn't happen if I was running this ship..



- really.. well, it's not as great as u might think.. it's endless work.. do u understand..? .. that's all "captain" is..


Every time something moves it breaks.




Imposter syndrome they called it? Or perhaps Icarian?


If I can stomach the words, I’ll never keep peace.





Suffering on a swing, that rung like a jingle.


Bells and roots – thick – as fog.




    In my recollections


Eternal rejections ….(or was that internal?)





A trading post of unholy relentless volatility. 




Where every savior with a smile already made a stich outta me.


They always portray that it’s the night whi(t)ch lets loose the chains, 






and it is the dawn who brings the flame.


The portal is always the same. Never a smile, always a refrain.



I don’t know, but I hear them say, that there’s virtue in the business of the sane. 




Never done well in business myself. 



My head was always too big for the skill of my pen. 



But yet here I am. 





With my smiling face on a stake for you again.

 - ..what do you seek..? 

- ..more light; I seek the light..

- .. look to the East..


The proverbial “machine” has seemed to turn into an actual one:





Once upon a time, there was “The Man” who was able to push people around with superior force and (sometimes) intellect. 






His cronies, lackeys and goons danced to the man’s tune in exchange for a cut of the spoils. There was more than one “Man”, and they each wanted the whole pie so they patronized those in the arts and sciences who could, and would serve themselves to that end. 






Culture accreted along with trade, and the notion of the written law led to the enshrinement of systems into and through which people had to pass while alive under the local strong arm. .. [the record skips ahead] .. 





All herald the corporate boss man force feeding people with simulacra of life in exchange for his cheese - always looking ahead to (being) the BIG cheese. Now, in the quest for ever increasing profits, or cut of the pie, pioneering engineers introduced the ideas of automation and efficiency, both in production of goods, and the management of personnel. 






They used mathematics to perform their analyses, and, as the complications involved in calculating according to those analyses, in order to inform operating procedures, increased to the point where the time factor was too much to bear in the hopes of acting “right now”, calculating Machines were created, i.e. computers. 







Right now we are in a phase of time where, although “The Man” is supposed to be running this corporate machine, he is subject to the same algorithmic management as the lower echelons in the pyramid. He is fed the same news and other media, according only somewhat according to what he himself has sought out, but in the larger measure what some computer somewhere has determined he ought to see. 






Following the mass of psychological facts in terms of causal relationships, his world is colored by what “The Machine” of society and industry have collectively churned out what  the picture of his world is to be. 





And, unlike in the past where there was a human involved in every step of the decision making process, we now have literal machines, to an ever increasing extent, running the actual show.

 .. it's a subtle shift, but an important one, perhaps.. πŸ€”.. namely from thinking of oneself as an employee, a cog in a machine, to con ceiving of oneself as a con tractor 🧐.. a (emphasis on) *free* agent who is in business with other free agents .. an idea that keeps coming back in different forms in my con sciousness &, as I've hinted, one that's been formative for me, certainly.. πŸ€“












..if people gnew better, they'd do better ..








- .. is that all LL is..? ..a bunch of jingle writers for the apocalypse.. 




- I was gonna say they were the Miles Davis second quintet of the occult ..or is that too obscure..? 

- .. aren't they basicaLLy the freemasonic poststructuralists ..?







.. it goes both ways ..

..the key to grasping the inner sense of a phenomenon in my experience is to get the rhythm of it .. not to learn words or techniques, altho these are certainly helpful.. but it is precisely to the extent that they serve to bring the inner sense of the phenomenon in question into focus that they are so.. & this in turn con tributes to getting the rhythm of it..







.. I would tend to say that it's the manipulation of inflammation, but others might well disagree .. 🧐 .. tee hee. . 😼








..& meditation also serves to reduce inflammation, as do such energy circulating practices & techniques such as yoga, Tai chi etc, & in similar ways (altho this may not be immediately obvious on the surface) - when energy is moving; circulating properly, there are no problems..








 ..even as a kid; I've @LLways wanted to be a gangster .. one of those who reaLLy run this world .. those terrible wo/men/&c. who are response able..





.. those Atlanteans, regarding which much has been written in the tradition..







"Those whose words make new metaphors that sink into the public consciousness create new ways of knowing ourselves and others"


- Robert Anton Wilson, masks of the Illuminati 






..& who are you to judge!? .. therefore, may u be judged. . it goes both ways ..








 “It just goes to show that inside every sinner there’s a Saint fighting to get out”



- Robert Anton Wilson, masks of the Illuminati 

Money is the symbol for (human) life (energie$) - whereas we should not love the symbol of some thing better than the thing itself; therefore the loving of money may be put over the love we should have 4 our (shared) li[f/v][e/es]. The living of life is the living of it, the symbolic totemic representation should not have the power to end in the taking of other humans’ lives.




Money is directed, and directing, Ξ±ctive attention.





Someone just makes it up though lol




at least the paper bits and such, and now digital - original money was just real shit





.. which evolved to take place mainly using shining metals. Now, taking into consideration the fact that we can attend to things with our time and energy and by doing so come up with real shit to trade with, we see that the 7 metals that were early on separated into elemental states are somehow or other intimately intertwined with human energies as evolved themselves. 





- And we all know the 7 classical planets were also connected with the metals, lending us a link into the astrological realms. By doing real shit™, we can make our own lives easier in the future - but we can't do it alone; and so, we trade our goods, and time/energy/ingenuity - which are at base the same thing - with other people. Some people will be better at directing their own energies in bettering their situation, and they will be richer. 





Now, with an overabundance of totemic representations that can be used to make people do things that money can now be used in greater measure to organize the local, always local, environment..



.. there may not necessarily be bad actors, but people have different ideas of better ..





.. & indeed, even in this very symbol of the mundane, is the arcanum con cealed .. 


It goes both ways..








igni natura renovatur integra







"It's always darkest just before the storm"

- Robert Anton Wilson, masks of the Illuminati









" .. I've been hunted my whole life; it's all I know .. me against them, from the beginning .. what do I care .. ? I'm a hunter too .. " 

- from New Rose Hotel








..you need to see the light of truth; or to con sider the chances that truth wasn't meant for you..
















.. I get to a similar trance state in yoga asanas and working with gravity though. Sinking into deep stretches with the breath for extended periods really puts one in awareness and conversation with the different parts of the body. We hold different thoughts and feelings around the body and deep stretching releases them to allow one to observe what thought forms flow out and to let them go. .






shades (thus named emphatically *not* because 'shades' was a mask of one among the illuminati, but rather because he was dark as night, dark as death; dark as the absence of absence itself)






.. I find that I can have similar experiences (or, having never tried floatation tanks, I can only imagine to be much the same experience πŸ€”πŸ€¨) in lying down meditation, but I've been practicing that particular technique for years..πŸ€“.. apparently it's not as straightforward as one might hope/imagine..(?) 🧐





.. I would add that the physiological effects are only the beginning ominous silence or, ideally, some somber notes from that guy who does the music for like Nolan's films πŸ§πŸ˜‚






.. having become temporarily "free" of physiological & immediate mental con cerns, one might even often find oneself entering what the Buddhists would probably think of as "higher" states, tho to me they seem more deeper than higher per se.. 













.. it does make sense that this time of year is associated with con fronting the shadow tho..& astrology fits into this too .. one can have whatever feelings about the un con scious, but eventually it seems, one will come across it in some form ..





.. it seems that there are certain ideas that ppl more or less 'worship': good - docile - con ventional - sheep vs evil - independent/creative - innovative- goats.. very subtle nietzsche reference there .. in that case, those who aspire to being "actual" or embodied archons are those who seek to .. well, imitate, in fact .. those con cepts ..

all of nature is renewed by (an astral) fire

* note to self: con template the relationship between inflammation & electromagnetic waves








on marvelian quantism (it's a pirate's life for me): a post-scientistic manifesto







".. you see, power .. real power doesn't come to those who were born strongest, or fastest, or smartest. No. It comes to those who will do anything to achieve it .. "


- from Arcane








.. I sold out my lovers & my friends; my friends & my lovers, & everyone else .. to find out the truth of this world .. & no matter how many times you tell me it was all for no thing, I'm not listening ..



.. cuz I gnow it exists ..

the flaw in how science is done is distrust..I want you to think about this

.. Shades (thus named because he existed in a multiverse before it was cool, & there are shades of him still there to prove it 🧐) somberly con templated an impasse, & as he did so he heard a voice crying in the wilderness..

.. the voice spoke of an impending electromagnetic apocalypse, an inevitable & gradual demise of so-called "reality" as we know it; indeed a necessary one, if something better is to supplant it. .

.. in fact, it may have @LLready(?) started ..

.. the voice explained that the proliferation of electromagnetic waves in the atmosphere was disrupting the very rhythm of the world as it had heretofore been (a situation in which even pandemics & "the weather" are mere symptoms, & perhaps not even the most potent) & con tributing to the heating up of the world, to boot ..

.. & as has @LLways been the case, the future would be determined not from on high, nor from a single, central place, but by those individuals or collectives of psychonautic pirates bold enough & brash enough to map it out .. a new rhythm, a new world, a promised "land" (tho we will gladly settle for a trajectory, or a Way rather then a place per se) by means of which deliverance can be achieved .. indeed, it was his honor & privilege to be a part of one such body ..

It all seems to go back to that idea: “Everything matters, more or less, and to an unknown degree.” The butterfly effect, etc. - that way in which things seem to magnify themselves in time; building up chains of sequence where one event may have been just so in the story to cause something miraculous when the proper response is sent out into the environment.

While the environment, of necessity, extends any cause out into both the infinities of space and of time, the dominant digital-material worldview segments both people, on the one hand, and objects on the other. Sequestered away in our homes, maybe with a handful of family or friends, tuned into the latest new media spectacle, we have been cut out from the greater community of human life, we have been digitized - and like the digits on our hands we often seem to have become mere appendages to some other, greater, movement wrestling for command over a more expansive field of energy than could be had without those functional units, or us, in tow.


Escaping into a fiction of lights and sound, we forget where we actually are - and that has ramifications, as: “all politics is local”; is the interaction of real people, in real life, actually right here, while not under the shared hypnosis cast by a silver screen of dreams - and plenty of nightmares. 
Our attention is even being digitalized, materialized, and ultimately commoditized - take a look at Tik Tok and you will see one of two things: either that the modern attention span lacks all continuity of flow and must be fed in discrete chunks, or that the media input formats themselves are helping to disjoint attention and memory - really, it is some feedback circuit combination of both.


This type casting of a natural flow into a human designed sequence of cuts and scenes is all fine and good as an art form itself - however, this discretized, or quasi-digitized, structure to experience then comes to be expected as the norm - or at least the desired, or maybe only habitualized, form that experience should be received in; and this has consequences, the ramifications of which are most evident in the North American population centers - at least maybe to just me anyways, as I reside in North America: your own mileage may vary.


This is all naturally an outcome of materialism as it developed from a logic of mechanizing life via mesoscale analogies of pulleys and levers down to the electron(ics) and quantal views, where humans came to be seen as replicable and indistinguishable entities and, in concert with relativity, reality became a matter of opinion. 
In simple terms, our view of ourself and ourselves as human, and thus the lives we thus collectively live, are again a feedback circuit - and I would like to suggest an operational standpoint that favors life.

For what is the point of life, if not enjoyment of the living, the doing, the breathing, the thinking, the feeling, the drinking, the speaking - all of which may in some sense be considered the gustation of a gamut of experiences spread across types. And, from all these things that we “eat” we build out our bodies, our minds, and our social personas.


Materialism tends to be a philosophical form that downplays and denigrates the human experience and what it means to be human by downgrading us to machines or cogs. Even though there are aspects of quantum mechanics that indicate the immense power and responsibility that may inhere in consciousness, the mechanical view in large part continues to prevail. 
This philosophical form has, however, now more “recently” been endowed with cybernetic control superstructures so that this machine can be adjusted - in other words we now have a computer layer on top of the gross moving mechanism of human minds and bodies.


Admittedly, there is use and truth in the pointilization of human beings, but when it comes to applying the facts and concepts revealed by such a view point, they are only really of effect if one is already in a position of power and can pull the levers of the control infrastructure. 
As individuals, these sciences are relatively barren and cannot really inform us much as to what course of action we should take in any living moment. We have to fall back to our gut feelings and operate in different spaces when compared to the vantages of the heights where humans are mere motes, as has been the contemporary vogue.

There are other options, one of which might be called Epicurean Materialism, in which aesthetic delight in the experience of reality is given a first-rate place. It would be something of a return to childhood and the ability to revel in simple pleasures, the joy of having anything to do at all and an unlimited horizon for improvement.  
It seems reasonable to propose that people who are happy, and thus in that measure successful, are just those people who are able to find artistic value in even the most menial of tasks. These people do not necessarily put their whole person and being into the accomplishment of those tasks, although that can bring enjoyment itself, but rather are those who find value and surprise in small (and large) things and in the infinite ramifications in the design, or order, of their own human reality.


As the more dystopic materialism found its past genesis from the high priests in the pulpits of the world’s technical institutions and all the mass production of mechanical apparatus that flood the world, perhaps an idea of epicurean materialism can help do the reverse, and a life-affirming outlook can help give birth to a new way of doing science and new forms of technology. 
Such an outlook would necessarily focus first on aesthetic values and form and then be led onto function in a syntheto-logical feedback loop - but this focus on the aesthetic delight that the imbibition of the material world can bring demands a set of facts and principles for a nuanced mixing of available properties, one that had been the natural outgrowth of human personal and cultural evolution and is opposite in spirit to the reductionist paradigm. 
We do not want to reduce everything to flat uniformity in law, but to realize the manifold fullness of existence and to highlight the delightful differences that reality brings to us. This outlook might be as well be called Alchemical, and with the accouterments attending to this term there is already a well grown, though obscure, science.


Prior to the ascendancy of monochromatic mathematical law on into a quasi-dictatorial role of propounding acceptable physical narratives, early scientists - the alchemist, musicians, metal and agrarian workers, had a very expansive worldview influenced in large degree not only by their closer ties to their vocations and the environments from which they arose, but also to the idea of the fullness of “God”, or of the “other” - the seeming exterior universe.

In the writings and diagrams of the early alchemists and sometimes rogue theologians we can see that the abstract picture of things which was developed through their experience of life had space for all the various properties that can come to human cognizance through all the senses. In fact there exists a treatise, though the name an author escape me, on the moral and physical world revealed by the sensations we can receive through the experience of taste.

The apparatus that these early scientists had available to them in their exploration of reality had not yet been extended much by the investigatory mechanisms of, say, microscopes and telescopes, and they accordingly developed their sciences based on mesoscale features directly perceptible and cognizable, whose logic was in some degree self-evident - at least to those with clearer vision than most. 
These mesoscale sciences live in a space where everyday people actually have a chance of using them, and don’t require unnatural expenditures on equipment. One example of worthy note is the process of cooking, which is without doubt the earliest form of “chemistry” with which humanity became acquainted and which goes to serve ends in both the aesthetics of taste and culture as well as in many cases the furtherance of health: “Let thy food be thy medicine.”

For the ideas which they described, these proto-sciences often lacked any real idea of atomicity, and were instead holistic practices. When you focus on human scale phenomena and their interactions, the idea of indivisible and indistinguishable units is obvious nonsense - instead there are innumerable entities of widely different states and descriptions; even within a single class there is no identity of entities. 

We can divide the world we are familiar with in many different ways, with no apparent end - while modern science, with one of its founding bases in atomic philosophy, constantly strives for a terminal event: some grand theory of everything, which elevates and subsumes those elements of commonality, or identity, that are shared amongst the objects of existence as revealed through instrumentation and that are not otherwise available to perception. 
This one-sided focus tends to completely ignore the manifold variety that is manifestly present in, and as, the space(s) in which we live, move, and have our being.

This rejection of difference, is part and parcel of the materialist philosophy that we have inherited - indeed, in all the social sciences, as they have been mathematized, identical and atomic human "units" are used to explain phenomena, and the actual lived experience is usually ignored, or at least of secondary importance. 
To get back to an understanding of ourselves apart from these notions of sameness and of being a "number", we should inculcate a sensitivity of perception that highlights the aesthetic differences attending the objects of our experience. 
For, just as official scientific philosophy has led to and decries the idea of identity amongst people and in matter, and mass production turns out unending replication of items, an Epicurean Materialism would help foster an artistic re:imagining of what it means to be a unique human in a diverse environment of goods and services for trade - just as all times, and places, and things are in fact unique.

This new form of materialism would not lead to a theory of everything, but a slew of theories for any thing (in particular). All of the differences we have before us would be studied and organized, without undue or at least unconscious homogenization, in an unending adventure for the intellect, and the whole panoply of cause and effect would not be leading to some terminal, death-like, event in the end of the need or desire for further search into the hidden things of nature. This multiplicity of theories will each conform to their own logic and would result in a greater number of choices available to humans as both personal and economic agents.

It appears evident to me that we can see that such a process, or transformation of worldview and “world fact”, has already been in progress for quite some time - and has benefitted from the mass of relatively unrelated facts that the forerunning science has previously collected. We can look at the large number of "artisan" products that are being more-and-more sold in various venues for evidence of the reaction to the mass produced lifestyle. Beer, bread, booze, clothing, cookware, chocolate, music. This is not a new movement, but perhaps a new name may provide added impetus.

I think we all can agree that the life we envisioned as children was not to run ragged in a rat race, collecting baubles and trinkets as status symbols to flash. So why have we seemed to end up in just such a state? As individuals we may have no care for philosophy, but we really can’t afford to. 
Like it or not, we all harbor “cultures” (like on agar mats), and philosophies are very interested in us, as our collective minds are the ecosystems in which they live, move, and have their being. If we don’t take care of the philosophies and cultures that we support and nurture in our own lives and communities, they will rise haphazard like weeds under the law of the jungle. 
We cannot be careless about the thought systems that we feed; and to do so we need to have some human, truly human, me-in-this-chair, type values and goals to direct our pruning of the accidental forms that have led not only to the gross injustices of the world, but also to the day-to-day drudgery and misery that afflict an untold many. 
To that end, I suggest: “Eat, Drink, and Be Merry!”


initiate: an aeon of the con artist

 ..this is the way..








ecclesia catholic et protestantes et seclusi in secreto..aeon finitus  










"nothing great can be accomplished 


without a certain solicitation of madness, 


which should always be overcome, 


but should never be entirely lacking"

- FWJ Schelling, the Ages of the World

"the slave to virtue finds the Way as little as the slave to vices"

- CG Jung, the Red Book










"my friends, if you knew what depths of the future you carry inside you! Those who look into their own depths see what is to come"

- CG Jung, the Red Book







..not everyone has the stomach for the deeper levels of initiation..




..which is, of course, as it should be..



..the world would probably shut down entirely if everyone was..





..tho I guess that wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing..



..the best one can do is to indicate that it's a possibility &, if they can, prepare maps & leave markers for those who want to get there.. 





..but there has to be a choice to pursue that on their part..







..this is the way ..










"All kinds of things lead me far away from my scientific endeavor, which I thought I had subscribed to firmly. I wanted to serve humanity through it, and now, my soul, you lead me to these new things. Yes, it is the in-between world, the pathless, the manifold-dazzling"

- CG Jung, the Red Book











Imagine individuals as circles / points and draw lines indicating their relation, maybe with a thickness proportional to the amount of time spent together. 





There will be individuals with more connections forming various degrees of connectivity. 




Also imagine a hierarchy of command flowing through the graph, which will structure it into an additional third dimension reminiscent of a tree formation. 






Different countries, for example, may then be represented by different trees. And, the trees will intersect / interact with one another based on which individuals (nodes) belong to whatever multiplicity of trees. 




The current system has its fair share of discontents that might be grafted into a different social tree form and associated hierarchy of command for achieving the ends of living - which we intend to never end.















"The touchstone is being alone with oneself. This is the way"



- CG Jung, the Red Book



[excerpted from an internal LL document; a discussion of the methods & the wider con text of scientific practice.. & of its limitations..]




- What if like the sentiment goes that an elephant can't see a mouse because it's too tiny and fast to register, we can only observe matter in certain states? Perhaps even our best "objective" observation methods have blind spots and cognitive bias that is inescapable.. No matter how far we progress we will always color within the lines of our biology?




-  ..I think such a position is ultimately unavoidable, actually..how else could we make such an audacious claim as to say that one ought to strive to live post-scientifically..


..it's great to know what science is up to, & indeed to benefit from it, but to say that these lab results end the need for any discussion of wider implications not only isn't the case, but it will never be true..




- I suppose energetic transmutation and the ability to seamlessly switch between lenses (or as a Buddhist may put it, "eyes") is one of the identifiable traits of a master.





- I agree and would like to add that the limits of human biology and the means with which that system endows us as individuals with powers and potencies is as vast as the universe. 



We are enmeshed in a net of forces over which we have varying degrees of control: I can move the air with my breath, move matter, even lift against the forces of gravity - a verifiable anti-gravity machine. There is a chemical cauldron in my belly that i have little to no control over. By moving our body mass, we move matter that in the least has extended gravitational and electrical effects. 




All our interfaces with reality, even possibly extended ones, are through the body, or better yet, maybe are themselves our bodies.





- "Maybe are themselves our bodies"..



Sometimes when focusing on breath meditation I feel this impression. Am I breathing out, or is the external, true, 'I' breathing in to this vessel?




















"Our life is the truth that we seek. Only my life is the truth, the truth above all. We create the truth by living it"




- CG Jung, the Red Book













There are many people who mistakenly believe in some sort of after-life victorious over death - to that we would reply that it is all life, right now in the here and now.




The singular moment comes to a focus in the present, cast to and from our eyes in the looking at the environment and its reflection back in our own separate limited selves. 




This (fun)d of life is ever in flux amongst the elements and items of experience, and that experience is Life, is Truth itself. The truth has always been right in front of us, and it is our immediate experience of ourselves and of our environment, which are most assuredly coupled: I can move my self with varying degrees of ease, and I can move other things too.




But, what things can I move, where does my power of leverage end, in what weights and measures can my power extend. I at least know that I have gross control over my own “solid” body, and can move around other “solid” objects as well.





Not only this but in some degree I am at least also able to “carry” liquids, to displace them in their flowing throughout the real, and divert them from the grand cycle that they take back up through the sky against gravity and then flowing with that gravity back down into the depths of earth. 




I can push them too, and with my breath I can pull and push air, though even my own “gross/solid” bodily movement also displaces the connecting media of our human environment: Each gas forms a web amongst its kind in the atmosphere, as there is a combining of pressures or change in their fundamental structure as compositions in the atmosphere - moreover, these webs each variously respond to our movements in varying degrees and kinds.





But that is more a thing of sound rather than the thickness of our electromagnetic surroundings. Some people can directly intuit that we are some sort of nexus in the fluxing warp and weft of some immense being, while some cannot. 




The degree to which we cannot see this truth is founded on the degree to which we cannot let go of error, which can sometimes seem to be the most difficult thing to do. We can be enamored with ideas, whose value would be better supplied by other, more encompassing, notions of what it means to be human and what it means to be "merely" material. 





With this reflection we see that there is no such thing as the “merely physical”, and that all our faculties of being extend throughout the entirety of cosmos in their effects. Perhaps attenuating, but always with the possibility for that finesse of timing whereby a pair of swinging scales can be tipped to fly further off in the direction that you wish: 





“Our heads are round so thought can change direction.” 



- Francis Picabia






When we’ve had our fill and then some more, what then, are we stirring for?



We’ve digested it all. Victory in defeat.




Human minds left to the quantum. What else could we ever see?




To chart the stars was the pledge, and at the end – time – fell inside, under the stairs, in the rewind.



Outside the instant from a land of fallen glass.



The vibrations of oxygen and carbon, copulating in consumption of organic bliss




Fiber optic, under the bull(shit)



What stains do you seek, and do you want them, on me, or you?



Adrift in the cat two/too/to states, and neither of the trinity. Reciprocity?







In fits of page there’s nothing left to gage. I fractured the margins, but they took the stage.



An [AI]doltarer Extraordinaire.  Without a fuck to spare.



Don’t swap the silence for your reflection in the stone.  





Nothing new ever changes.









Every master needs a line that only they can diagnose for themselves. 





The conundrum of power is as infinite as the thirst. 




Easy to say, hard to - due on the early mornings -when I nestle my head amongst the flowers, and bathe in you.   

Metonymy of the masses, braised in a limbo – what stones do they atone for you?  




Ghosts fly on by, and angels charge to an edge. 




All the while we’re here taking sides for ourselves.




It can’t be constructed or answered to no more. 




The Lodge loves in truth, and I’m a sham. 




So here I am. 





Nothing onto you – but love me all just the same, because I spoke to you from the anti of the matter. 




Mind the lighthouses on the horizon. 





The kraken may take your head, but where is your heart?





Magicians can see, but their hearts bleed….endlessly…..


















..hi there! ..my name is shades (thus named because



"Formation, transformation, 

the eternal mind's eternal recreation. 

Covered in images of all creatures, 

they do not see you, since they only see shades" 

- from Goethe's Faust 



), and I'd like to welcome you (yes, you! 😏) to the aeon of the con artist..now don't say we didn't warn you, cuz we've been telling you @ll along..this is the way..

..but it's important for me, you see, for you to grasp what we mean when we say this.. because it emphatically isn't some everything is everything, anything goes bullshit..this is a precision operation, a military grade intervention, (speaking metaphorically of course (?)), a Heideggerian destruktion; a postmodern de con struction, 

..the circle, the mandala intended to represent the subject's progress along the Way to individuation, as per CG Jung, was never intended to be closed off or self-con tained, thus re/presenting an image of an embodied con sciousness, & one that is open & receptive to the other..





..indeed, it is in the beginning of life that we are self-enclosed (&, perhaps not coincidentally, helpless, without the other), rather than at its "end" (in the sense of a goal or objective to strive towards)..in fact, it is only by gaining a certain fluency in engaging with the world at large & with others in particular, that we evolve, both as individuals & as a collective, toward (w)holeness..

of certain accepted traditional views.. & the fortitude required to ask some rather difficult & challenging questions.. 




..these will vary depending on the particular con text in which one finds themselves, but surely some of the most important are, who am I really? ..& is what I've been told about the nature of the world really aLL there is to it..? ..is it perhaps possible to attain to a gnosis of how the world "truly" is..? ..no doubt, we should at least begin by assuming that it is..

..& that's the good news; the not so good news is that it's neither easy nor straightforward.. in fact, one must become a veritable con artist to grasp the reality of the world & to maintain it in the face of the third law of thermodynamics; the ravages of time, & sheer boredom..

..today more than ever, there are more distractions & ways to waste time than at any other point in history, & there's no reason to expect this trend to suddenly reverse itself, given that there's so much to gain by being able to offer the latest & most distracting distraction yet.. 





.. indeed, perhaps we must even con ourselves, not to mention others, in order to reach a profound & sincere understanding of who we are & of our place in the big picture, as it were..

..we should also stress that we must be artists in seeking, creating & con veying our understandings of our nature & character, what we should strive & Work towards, & how to move there from here..

..& it is in this spirit that we hereby initiate this new aeon, which henceforth shall be caLLed the aeon of the con artist..

meticulously engineer your own demise