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| 2004-01-01 4:03 p.m. |
| 2004 magi liberation |
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i wander the mazes and pages as if dazed on their capacity to unveil the magic. what magik? what life lived in the absence of something to still be mysterious? this is where i express my deep ache, the part of me thathat has not yet lived up to its potential. this is for the me who's heart raced last night during one of the last chemical forays to a consciousness beyond the box that this culture pushes us into. this is for mini who still seems sad, and for delvin, the unmitigated master of the crystalline who has trapped himself of sorts in a web of mind. this is for sarahmaya who knows she's a storm of unprecedented proportions and is willing to live up to the implications of that intensity (inspiration crystal). this is for lara who's love for the true me, in all my idiosyncratik silliness, is unmatched so far. this is for naaskow, the nomad, global elf on the connection path. this is for houston, the mad scientist, the master of the download, neuronaut and friend. this is for isis, who evidently is love incarnate and heart exposed as truth. this is for ronin, renegade samurai who needs to chill out on the sauce for a bit. this is for lance, who embodies all aspects of the mystikal but needs also to break thru with love. this is for rowan, the future, buddha boy, smile like the golden aeon given a human elvish birth, reason to become all that be on account of his radiance. i want this list to go on and on. i want to rain the magik and bathe in its flows because i am tired of being empirical and tired of the seriousness by which everything is approached like science. there is a time for releasing the self into raptures. go to sleep little wumper sleep well dream wake up new. |
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