Thursday, July 07, 2005
The True Cave
Today I am leading myself by a leash into the true cave. There are many types of caves in each earth-strata - the cave I am entering today is the true sensory shut-out/enhancement cave. It is the cave of pagans and proto-assemblers. I will wear my light blue sweatsuit for this occasion (Fairy prefers lavender). On the front of this sweatsuit I have stenciled in glitter the word "MAMA" to let everyone know I have special needs. On the back is stenciled "HARM" so you will know I am also a miscreant with numb intentions. My crown will be imaginary and my transitions will be rough, as always. Please understand that this cave immersion is necessary to my research and gathering, it is necessary to my ebbing manhoods, my intestinal fortitude, my preparations of lack and luster. Worry and misapprehension will depart in favor of bridal appearances of woods, bogs and modulations.
Goon communion is good communion. This is my new aphorism.