Saturday, June 28, 2014



Enough despair, enough war, and stupidity, and grief. How to break through to the majik. The bright wonderful strange worlds that exist side by side with ours. 


The visions we have of the "other side" are all confused, and jazzed up with with religion, booze, dope, lust, boredom, and rage. It's there though. Sometimes the visions, the dreams are crystal clear.


There are these moments we see, and there is no doubt, no bullshit, the cool stuff is real Real!


Everyday can be beautiful, everyday is a trip to Coney Island, the nicer parts of Paris, Grandma's house, your girlhood/boyhood dream of your best friend's bed when the parents are away, puppies, kittens, bunny rabbits, fields of flowers, free cable, free tuition, getting your book published, and no tax's for lifeNot only Freedom, but Happiness is Possible!

*The above I wrote for my long departed blog, 2006 CE, "Royal Republic of Sydneyland". Remember that one? 

 It was fun. 

I started a Republic on the 'net, and had loyal subjects all over the world. I handed out titles to various of the comrades. 

We had a ball.


  1. At this point reality bites the big one, IMHO. Screw WWIII, imperial decline, squabbles over this'n that, global economic collapse and all that boring crap. It's just the SOS, been there done that a hundred times already.

    Where are the dreams? Where is the better world we were going to make? I'm tellin ya, the 21st Century bites the Big One. It sucks frozen donkey dicks, I'm talking the drooping detumescent schlongs of ancient mastodons found with gelid flowers in their mouths.

    I'm climbing into my airship with a bunch of cute young pals and an ancient friend or two and sailing to Qamar. We're gonna rise to the asstral plane and have ourselves a real good time. And we're not coming back until reality improves - if ever!


  2. I'll shoot up a flare as you guys pass by. Throw down the rope ladder if ya can. If not it's shall be in my thoughts.