BlissNinja Playground
my Individual stitch in the fabric of SpaceTime…
A playful patchwork in the woven web where I share my Self and offer the fruits of my Journey through Body, Mind, Heart, Soul, Spirit…the Creatrix, Initiatrix, and Psychopomp Trickster of the Matrix
Follow the Creatrix to my art and creative expressions that take Form in a variety of ways. Initiatrix will lead to my forays into the Alchemy of Self and all the many ways Ive played and continue to play with this aspect of my Being. Seamstrix leads to my journey through the shamanic art of fabricating clothing and costumes. LinguisticTrickster is my offerings of poetry and the written word, as well as spoken word pieces. My B(e)Log is where I will add my stream of consciousness expressions and will meander through all sorts of wild terrain, my aim to provoke your synaptic maps to expand their connections and encourage a more flowing relationship to Matter and PatterN…..or MaMa and PaPa….in a playful and passionate embrace of AllThatIs… The Jesters Playground is a portal to my ongoing obsession with bringing the Jesters to life in various ways. Im distilling my own little cosmology 😉
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Life in Contemporary Society is like an Open-Air Lunatic Asylum
“Life in contemporary society is like an open-air lunatic asylum with people cutting and spraying their grass (to deny untidyness, hence lack of order, hence lack of control, hence their death), beating trails to the bank with little books of figures that worry them around the clock (for the same reason), ogling bulges of flesh,…
Balm for the Soul
Mornings like this I wake up and as I dissolve into the light of the morning sun I wonder what I could ever done to deserve such ecstatic participation in the great communion of life here. The feeling of warm sun on bare skin after a long winter is balm for the soul:…..salve at ion.s…
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