4.06.2005

A day in the life:

The world of the Everyday Avatar is a cycle of remembering your Secret Self in the merciless light of Noon forgetting.

The fire of Anger turns all selves to ash. There is only heat without balance and then comes The Trouble.

The truth is always in the eyes, when you can remember that. Face yourself in the mirror...stare hard.

As above, so below...and below that is someone else's above, as your above is another's below. All are part of the Grand Iteration.

Sometimes I panic and do foolish things although I do plenty of those without the panic infusion. These things cause me to write stuff like this.

I am both a Fool and a fool riding a sinewave but not knowing the math.

My penis no longer rules me. I've long since choked it into submission.

It is night and the Everyday Avatar seeks to dream of higher planes: ones filled with Magic and Pleasure. Love is good too, but my that already fills my days. Love and Longing.

I am Man: here me snore!