Like you’re so freaking cool and awesome to new people you meet. But to the old ones, you’re like such a prick in the ass.
Not you, i mean, me.. I should stop talking to myself. Or to my newsfeed. But it’s just like posting stuff, pictures and memes. Yeah make believe it’s art too. Random, creative reflections and writing and status-updating. If i say it’s art, who can say it’s not?
Once there was Magic. And then its nemesis, Routine made its appearance. Now it’s stealing the show.
“It’s not love or a lover that you need; it’s substances and a dealer.”
“Well, if you want to get technical, love and happiness are also substances: chemical hormones in your brain; oxytocin and dopamine.”
” -_- No chance of catching you complaining your man’s not living up to your fairytale-like romantic fantasies, uh?”
This is Soko:
This woman’s personality, innocence, childishness and surreality resonates so beautifully with all that I feel deep inside.
From My Ex-Boyfriends:
“No, you don’t even deserve to have your name in a crap song
So i wont say your names…
“The name of number two
Started with a K
It should have started with a C
But he thought K was cooler”
Under water, where “I” could not breathe while the rest of me felt perfect; I told myself “ça passe ou ça casse”. i wish ke ça s’etait cassé, mais ça a passé. “I” surfaced again. Back into Samsara.
“Magic is the hacking of one’s own mind.(…)The author is not responsible for any damage that may occur…”
Psychonaut Field Manual: A Cartoon Guide to Chaos Magick
I included an excerpt from the guide: The introduction, and Levels 1 and 3, to give you an aperçu 🙂
(So don’t follow these steps here; there are steps missing in between)
“Ô Rama!” Sita wouldn’t move on, but not moving on didn’t change a thing. At least, she had no regrets, I hope.