Two Sides of Talkeetna
The year was approximately 2014. I had traveled to a small summertime vibes festival with a few other circus performers, to a small quarry near Talkeetna, in Alaska. There was juggling and silk performers. There
The year was approximately 2014. I had traveled to a small summertime vibes festival with a few other circus performers, to a small quarry near Talkeetna, in Alaska. There was juggling and silk performers. There
’nuff Said.
The horse wrote about the tenseless all it would take was one good shove, a piece of flying shrapnel and he’d be done and over. A chessboard with a billion squares. Divided in two. Five-hundred
I should write this book, he thought. The challenge was that it was a process of changing. Each word would change him. So he sat down and set himself on fire, like that guy in
Artificial Intelligence arrived. Truth sat to the right. It spoke: Several times people spoke to me today, and they spoke about the coming times of the Zehevekiev. Zehevekiev. Glasses clinked. Folks brought fine dishes to
My mind was blown, magic was possible, magic was real. Fast forward 12 years. I have read a number of beautiful treatises on magic. Some titles include: My conclusion is that like a beautiful instrument
I have recently moved to a small mountain town in Colorado. The year is 2022, following COVID-19. After 10 years of studying magic I have come to conclude a beginning. A beginning is in order.
Somewhere out there is a story, a story about understanding another, that yearns to be heard. Do not abandon yet what you had hoped should come. For there is an entirely unheard of, as of
Encourage the study of the weird. Notice what is going on, pay attention. Nothing is set. Nothing is necessarily static. You have far more potency in your own life in this incredible place we call