metaphor

  • To all of you who joined me in Limbo-Land, thank you. It was comforting to know the message did get out. I’ve never been locked out of my site and it took weeks to get help from the Behemoth, but the portal did eventually open. The experience left me curious; how often do the other…

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  • The Jungle is a massive network of veins: vines of poison, vines of psychotropic curiosity, a tangled web of danger and discovery.

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  • Some mornings I go out as the sun is lighting up the pavement on the runway, sip my hot tea, and let the metaphor of take-off fuel my imagination. The faint outline of potential stretches over the next several hours opening doors to figurative realms. Many will remain uninhabited but a few will beckon with…

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