Every object has a shadow. You have to find your own shadow. Every song could be dubbed. You have to find the dub.
– Mad Professor
Don't worry about unity - what unifies all of your work is the fact that you made it
You cannot connect the dots looking forward,
you can only connect them looking backwards.
– Steve Jobs
Don't throw any of yourself away.
If you have two or three real passions, don't feel you have to choose only one of them.
Don't discard your desires, because your desires are your Destiny.
Keep all your passions in your life.
You can only fuck it up.
This is something I learned from the playwright Steven Tomlinson
Zodiac and extra zodiacal sign or decans with human body
The twelve zodiacal constellations (red) with their general correspondence to the human body. Each zodiac sign also has three "extra-zodiacal" decals (30º divided by three is 10º, hence "decal") shown in blue letters. Shown as listed in Joseph A. Weiss Gospel in the Stars (1884).
Tree of life
Tree of life illustration showing Jacobs ladder aligning with the resonant zodiac signs, and 7 rays including color and chakra
Lunar-tic World
The soft fluid sand,
swirled in the bottom of the watery depth;
lacking in light rays,
it pooled in the depths of my imagination.
Some might see only black nothingness;
I see...
soft fluid sand,
swirled in the bottom of the watery depth.
Clouds like gas billowing,
puffy balls of moisture
slowly dance across the room,
filling the blue floor with white dresses.
Sometimes the empty spaces between the stars,
are like silky black waves,
deepening the magic of existence,
caressing form slowly into decay.
Sunlight, the golden crown the universe wears,
hungers for salty success,
fades slowly into shapes,
no more than...
puffy balls of moisture,
silk-black waves.
The moon reflects the light and
pulls the ocean,
bridging our blue yearning
for soul-light, pink as coral.
For our bodies to awaken to black depths,
feeling life in unlit places,
requires spirits created from wood and heat.
Gold dust, painted red, curling around trees,
lapping, panting, hungering for soul-life.
Lighting the inner hearth,
sustaining on soul-food...
poetic substance,
moonlit waves lap against shores of conscious awareness,
enveloping, embracing, containing.
Gather the creatures,
creating mayhem amongst a cosmic backdrop;
pearl-lit pools filled with volcanic ash,
skating fluidly in open space.
Sending out muddy messages that make madness surreal,
extinguishing all hope of concrete sanity,
in a lunar-tic world.
Good enough is not good enough anymore.
– Ana Angie
Creative Intelligence
What is the corridor you can break out of?
– Vitorio
You're either making stories,
telling stories, or listening to stories.
– Tom
We've taken the many,
and fused them into one,
so you can make sense.
– Tom, Qurate
Many
to
One
to
Make sense
'Knowing how’,
to know-how, to
"I know how to".
Ai that makes sense.
Qurate
3 weeks work in 9 seconds
Ai that makes sense
Find that thing you actually truly give a fuck about.
That’s your why.
Your 'how' is how you choose to manifest and sustain it.
As above,
so below;
as below,
so above
— The Kybalion
be here now
Always challenge the status quo.
– Steve Jobs
