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Primal Impetus
Art is the sacred sexual primal instinct (impetus) in man. We are all born creators. We live to create. We are governed by what our eye is attracted to. Every gesture, eye movement, hand motion, gait of our walk, and tone in our voices and nuances in our speech patterns display the overt artist we imbue. We cannot hide that which we frame. Our words exalt and condemn us. The pen and brush and chisel and camera reveal what we won’t say. Try as we might, we disrobe ourselves through our artistic creations.
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Primary Purposeful Penetration
“Sexuality is the highest form of spirituality available to mankind.” (MODE of Cosmic Therapy(c) 1989) We are walking/talking, exhaling/inhaling, ingesting/eliminating sexual embodiments of the divine. We are continually penetrated by and through the celestial orgasmic love of the incomparable sanctified electro-magnetic fusion. We are never without the reverberating sacred sensual sexual artistic impetus guiding and directing our every step. We vibrate, gyrate, gravitate and dilate according to the instinctive impulses saturated within. In that inexpressible vibratory energy, alone, do we live, move, breathe and have our revered being.
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Putrid Secrets
Secrets make and keep us sick! They castrate us. We do not recover from that which we hide beneath; first, from ourselves and then, from others. When we lead what could be described as a double life, we inadvertently create a devouring monster who robs us us of our youth, health, mind, body, sex appeal, and ability to communicate authentically. We MUST speak our truth! No matter what we have done or are currently involved in, we are compelled to release the acidic burden; demonstrate the deforming truth-because it has been denied expression- of which it represents. It MATTERS to us or we wouldn’t be doing it. So, why are we going to such lengths to hide it? Precious moments are lost due to some arbitrarily vested need to conceal. We must reveal the torrential wrath of self-condemnation. Get rid of the self-loathing shackles binding us! Not in confession, but in a de-assing liberating, cleansing sweep of deliberate force which, up until this point, has strangled and carved an unnecessary severe judgement/verdict to “in us”!
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Question of Identity
How does it affect you when you are labeled or type cast in a certain way? Do you simply go along with it for sake of maintaining peace and harmony? Or do you silently seethe at the mere thought of someone presuming to think for you? You Know perfectly well what I’m talking about. The people who are the closest to you seem to do it the most. They erroneously assume they KNOW you so well when, in fact, don’t even have a clue as to who you really are or what you are about. That’s when you have become far too familiar. Life is a spiraling mystery with you as the wildest stallion among the lot. (or maybe not…)
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Rambling Paranoia
The inconsolable trauma of spurious conviction makes for an unrelenting nightmare of inconsistent fortitude. What does this mean, exactly? When we try to convince ourselves of the importance or significance, that some thing, person, place or event, which has no or little value to us, is suppose to register-log in- an elevated relevance for us, we dig for ourselves a living grave with perfect dimensions Nothing could be more nauseating and foul-smelling than that of our following a self-projected false path of disdainful pretentiousness. We are so good at creating, maintaining, and worshiping idealized illusions. Our formidable, unshackled mind demands irreversible commitment without apology, defense, excuse and explanation. When we proceed with any less than a-strip my body bare with the truth-conviction, we have denied ourselves the value of demonstrable authentic sublime humanity. It’s a dastardly crying shame that most often times, people will not forgive the ones who, not necessarily meaning to, disturb their cherished illusions.
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Raw Courage
Instinctively, we KNOW we are all guided into those indecipherable places, inexplicable spheres of activity, unlikely people and incalculable events that are directly linked to our specific artistic destiny. We discern the impervious truth hidden beneath the surface; yet we coyly claim to to be ignorant of the vitally necessary but apparent ‘unpleasant ‘ consequences associated. We would like to interpret the relationships as anything contrary to our invigorating and stimulating nature. But, we KNOW the difference. We KNOW what infuses us! Confidence is never needed when following the passion of one deepest soul ‘s urge without courteous defiant resistance. Dare to ‘kick down the door’ of shallow inhibition and dubious restraint. Be not concerned with appearances; be consumed in pleasure.
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Razor Aspects
We, as mortals, are in a constant state of denial. Faced by possible debilitating choices throughout the day we seek that which is the easiest or seems to provide the least risky avenue. We want to be assured. Although we continuously try to cut for ourselves the largest slice of the pie, we inadvertently base our decisions on distorted fearful motivations of past events. Instead, we could explore new razor sharp spontaneous actions.
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Reality’s Impersonal Eye
Reality is not personal! The portion we experience is intricately universally connected with all of life, including humans. We, as mortals, tend to forget this small incidental detail,at times. We get our feelings hurt, we misinterpret the words, gestures and actions of others, We erroneously believe that we can be cheated, lied to, abandoned, overlooked and discounted. Untrue! We are the eye of our own emotional storm.
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Rebellious Nature
We all live according to the dictates of our own hearts. We are instinctively driven by an artistic impetus of which no one can define or dictate. We must remain true to the innate ‘raw talent’ calling of our souls.
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Reckless Abandon
You KNOW what to do but you won’t do it! You don’t have the balls. If requires a complete turn around from your current position of ‘supposed control and influence’. And, that means something to you. You operate your fictitious pitiful life from that position of “supposed relevance”. It matters not whether you ‘run the show’ from the top or the bottom; the scenes have become totally boring and superficially transparent. Too bad; you thought you could keep it running without feeling the incessant residue of incalculable debilitating boredom. No such chance!
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Redeemed Ejaculation
Human beings crave! It’s in our natures. We know of nothing else, instinctively. When we breathe, we crave another breath. When we eat, we crave another meal. When we awake, we crave sleep. When we work, we cave rest. When we love, we crave sexual intimacy, understanding in bonding and ‘soulful’ communication. We crave relentlessly without pause or reflection. Yet, only one thing truly satisfies the incessant lust: our ineffable passionate craving for the sublime creative expression of divinity’s thrust in us. Create!
