P R O P H E † S & W H O R E S

Exuma: The Obeah Man 1970

 - Hilma af Klint

L A N D 

winged serpent with a golden ring

This past week I almost died on the highway in a hail storm, visited social security in kerrville to replace a lost card, sat beneath 400 year old cypress trees on the Guadalupe, cast all sorts of protection magik to keep a warrant in Big Bend country from popping up while applying for a new Texas drivers license, lamented the bureaucratic machine, acknowledged the bullshit & the blessings, exalted in Momma Earth's wrath; all in vigilant prayer and constant reminder that the drawing in and out of breath is e n o u g h for consciousness embodied. Every day is earth day, mother to us all. Be kind, be grateful, & be love in Her name. Δmεи

Hello again spring, I turned 29 last week. The bluebonnets cover everything and their violet-indigo is the perfect compliment to the golden halo I feel all awash with. I have shed a heavy winter skin and am cruising faster than ever away from the serious, weighted down matters of the temporal plane, changing course for the direction of ceaselessly flowing love & wonder & light. My god the light! Crystalline dimensions encircle everything like never before. Its transformative elixir is ours for the taking. I'm so goddamn thirsty and drinking it in.

far right, Paul Klee, Strong Dream, 1929

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