2009
pull my finger
2009 has gotten off on a good foot.
Thee Great Jerk.
Did lots of work on the book last night, and I could see it nearing completion much sooner than I anticipated. [Well, one of the books.]
The vinyl cutter I’ve been wanting is on the way, and that means a mountain more of productivity from me in terms of what I do in my ‘contour silhouette’ style.
Essentially that means, stencils for art/clothes/goods, thermplastics for clothes, and possibly something involving stickers. A whole new game arises.
The ‘proper’ art has been going well, and I’m feeling good about my goals concerning it for this year.
The only thing missing is more music and noise projects. I’ve been freestyling again lately, and I don’t mind being whack. [New motto.]
Community-wise, things are rebooting and reshaping.
Chaosneverdied.com is proving to be much less of a hassle than I thought it would be, like Sea Monkeys.
An interesting side effect of that is that I have more people talking high magicks in my ear than normally, which is now finally balanced with the cold hard rationalism. My own take is entirely different.
I’ve also shifted gears in how I deal with conflict that has no possible outcome which can benefit me. [Being that I also do find some dramas too amusing to disentangle myself from.] But I learned I really don’t mind cutting people off on a whim. I’m a fairy princess, my presence is inherently too valuable to be wasted. I also now understand how people act when I’m innately a threat in some imagined way, or not, and how that has less to do with me than it has to do with them. Posts like this are cryptic and it sounds like I’m calling people out, but really these insights are about me at the heart of it, and the lessons learned are cumulative efforts.
I have not attended PDXocculture in an age, but I am considering it. Probably going to wait until the weather gets nicer and it becomes an excuse to ride my bike.
Dreamland.
I have discovered the exact requirments it takes for me to achieve dreamless sleep and also the requirments for full fledged vividly remembered epic quests. On some level I think I may actually have a higher than normal amount of Melatonin in my brain than most folks, as I have recall for events that I shouldn’t, and my dreams are always intensely fantastic, now only when I allow them to be. It is weird to hypothesis about this, because I am sure it will lead some people to believe I am unhealthy, rather than mutated and superior. So much the usual I suppose.
Anyways, one of the issues I have with the phenomena is how I am already adept at writing subjective dialogs which are seamlessly intergrated to the material world, and at times I do find it difficult to pull myself away from the rationale that the world is amazing, my psychic powers are legit, and that I have a sense of where and who I am going to be after I die. Trying to balance all that against my intellectual razor has gotten easier in time, and that in particular is something which I’m bringing to my new written works. How to live mythically without becoming a fool, which of course includes a treatise on the nature of having a meaningful existence.
There is a taboo about talking about what you are going to do these days, so in respect of my tribes customs, I will now shut up until I have something of material worth to divulge.
