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"Desperation is the raw material of drastic change.
Only those who can leave behind everything they have ever believed in can hope to escape."

— William S. Burroughs

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The Supernal vacuum is like a field, in which are sown ten points of light. Just as each grain of seed grows according to its fertile power, so does each of these points. And just as a seed cannot grow to perfection as long as it maintains its original form - growth coming only through decomposition - so these points could not become perfect configurations as long as they maintained their original form but only by shattering.
— From The Kabbalah

The Supernal vacuum is like a field, in which are sown ten points of light. Just as each grain of seed grows according to its fertile power, so does each of these points. And just as a seed cannot grow to perfection as long as it maintains its original form - growth coming only through decomposition - so these points could not become perfect configurations as long as they maintained their original form but only by shattering.

— From The Kabbalah

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In my isolation and in my desperation in that dead city chi-chi city city made by and for the bourgeoisie, it seemed to me that my sexuality was a source of pain. That my sexuality was the crossroads not only of mind and body but of my life and death. My sexuality was ecstasy. It was my desire which, endless, was limited neither by solely material nor by a solely mental reality. In that city dominated by commodities, more and more unsatiated I cried. I would kill the city of perfection. My tears were the tears of whores. 
     — From ’Empire of the Senseless’ by Kathy Acker 

La pintura: Virgenes en el Infierno by Juan Sebastian Barbera

In my isolation and in my desperation in that dead city chi-chi city city made by and for the bourgeoisie, it seemed to me that my sexuality was a source of pain. That my sexuality was the crossroads not only of mind and body but of my life and death. My sexuality was ecstasy. It was my desire which, endless, was limited neither by solely material nor by a solely mental reality. In that city dominated by commodities, more and more unsatiated I cried. I would kill the city of perfection. My tears were the tears of whores. 

    — From ’Empire of the Senseless’ by Kathy Acker 


La pintura: Virgenes en el Infierno by Juan Sebastian Barbera

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‘If self-interest alone prevails with nations and their masters, there is another power. Nature speaks in louder tones than philosophy or self-interest.’           - Toussaint L’Ouverture
Photo: Mount Danxia (丹霞山) , Guangdong, China

‘If self-interest alone prevails with nations and their masters, there is another power. Nature speaks in louder tones than philosophy or self-interest.’  
         - Toussaint L’Ouverture

Photo: Mount Danxia (丹霞山) , Guangdong, China

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Sweetly burning Venus makes her way between the Sun and Earth tomorrow and the next day. To witness this eclipsing course take place is very rare. The next one will occur in December 2117. Venus and the Sun are in unity in Gemini, moving through the sky with a Full Sagittarian Moon. 

“The sun that shines from heaven shines but warm,And, lo, I lie between that sun and thee: The heat I have from thence doth little harm,Thine eyes darts forth the fire that burneth me;    And were I not immortal, life were done   Between this heavenly and earthly sun.”
— From Venus and Adonis by William Shakespeare
Image Courtesy of National Geographic


Sweetly burning Venus makes her way between the Sun and Earth tomorrow and the next day. To witness this eclipsing course take place is very rare. The next one will occur in December 2117. Venus and the Sun are in unity in Gemini, moving through the sky with a Full Sagittarian Moon. 


“The sun that shines from heaven shines but warm,
And, lo, I lie between that sun and thee:
The heat I have from thence doth little harm,
Thine eyes darts forth the fire that burneth me;
   And were I not immortal, life were done
   Between this heavenly and earthly sun.”

From Venus and Adonis by William Shakespeare

Image Courtesy of National Geographic