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Lucienne Aeon

Super-Man Dream

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Dreamt i was Superman. @1st i was actually Christopher Reeves, then my actual "self" [after a different dream chapter].

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However the dream is not the point of this writing. Yesterday on my walk, the Reeves Superman theme by John Williams came on shuffle. I welcomed it into my mood-space, despite being so different in freq. from it—and i listened to the whole thing.

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(Now that I'm writing about it, i did notice a marked mood change then.) Aside from it being a real banger, i think the potency of the piece + the nostalgia/memory element + the disparity of the vibe(s), *, all caused such a drastic emotional-mental shift that the music wrote a script—essentially programmed me—for me to have a dream about (being) Superman &/OR a Superman-like dream.

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NOTE: this song also came on shuffle the day b4 during my studies, so *+ randomness element(??)

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I believe the phenomenon can be repeated. I suspect it will be a little more challenging w/o the RANDOM element, but there are tools for that: burst meditation/reverie, tarot, dice—combined with a considerable repository of (such as exists with the internet) much emotivational engagement.

A Notion

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Passing notion:
Have situational coffee, instead of compulsory "morning coffee"

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Krishna often talked about action, Siddhartha often about the renunciation of desires.

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I feel there is great merit in the mitigation of desires, rather than their renunciation.

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There is a serious cause-and-effect relationship between what we are compelled to do and autohomeosasis.

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There has been this "war on drugs" and this general strange and erroneous notion that drugs are "bad". Drugs are no more bad than a maple leaf or a box of paints. Nor are users of drugs "bad" or "good". Rather, the nature & qualiti(es) of the body have been treated irresponsibly, and also treated a the property of the Holy Whyt Sovereign - the amerikkkan Christian God.

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In the case of coffee - the lifeblood of the industrial revolution, an industry itself, the rite of the height of intellectualism in the modern day, a magic, a potion - it has been met with its share of abuse on par with alcohol, marijuana, or tobacco.

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Like any magical rite one must pay the Power its due, especially in the case of abuse [of a gift]. Fire Lord Ozai lost his bending, tobacco abuse (+ maltreatment of the plant spirit itself) can cause cancer, lowered lung capacity, etc. Alcohol [abuse] tends to addle the mind and senses, and often has the effect of loosing the fetters on peoples' inner beasts & demons of varying magnitude and ferocity.

Trying New Little Things

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Trying little new things

         from time to time

         Yesterday's heat is today's aridity

 

The Eternal Tear
       cannot be uninvited

       to the long soiree

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Passenger of complacent nights

        broke a nail today

        on the steering wheel

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Im a bastard im a brute

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No, actually;
        i have been a bastard

 

and


        i have been a brutish beast

              to say the least

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