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Call Me Cassandra

Hot Dionysus taking it in the can is no surprise, but I could deal with a couple less black Greeks, woke ass Netfux! Nobody ever believes me. If you want to pull this 💩 set it in Harlem. Fanging with Claude will fix this woke ass 💩. ☮

 

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I've got major ties with Goldblum. His dad was Mummy's doctor. He saved her life when she was a baby. My aunt, Daddy's sister, was his tutor. Dionysus is just hot. Funny but I just watched The Deliverance. It wasn't bad, where I student taught. Was just telling my Best Witch about my latest project, Fanging with Claude, that winds up in Pittsburgh with some monkeyball players, The Stealers and The Cheaters. Oh, my Zeus! Waiting on Nick Cave...  Got to be coming... Oh, Mama! Lord knows I'm a chaos queen. 

Dreams 8/24

   Another dream where I was rooming with Adinda again at Princeton. This one began in the morning after my first class when I'd realized that I'd lost my schedule and had no idea where I was going. It was a dusky morning, I had a big bag and trekked back to my dorm room looking for my books. Adinda was there sitting cross legged on her bed. The far wall was bookshelves, but mine was empty. Adinda said you know who must've stolen them referring to her old roommate, Joanna. I wandered back out onto the grounds, pretty aimlessly, not knowing where I was going. I was thinking about breakfast and maybe some shopping for books, mostly. I was feeling a little sick and a lot guilty about missing classes. I knew I had three more. There were crowded rummage sorts of shops on campus. There was a brunette who was a Dream Person friend of mine in the one shop that had used books in the front laid out on long tables. She mentioned the one, knowing it was one of mine and free. Although mine had been hardback, this was a used dog eared thick paperback with a pencil scribble in the front. It was titled Faust and had a hunter green leafy background with a closeup oil painting of a faun, a mythological satyr. I put it in my tapestry bag, left it on the floor, and moved on. I found another of my books in hardback, something like Lee Iacoca but not quite. I left it. Now I found a shop selling beautiful hand knit hats. They were ruffled with knit roses, in creams and lilacs. I asked the clerk the price, and she said they were twenty-five dollars. I told her I wanted the purple one and put it on. I roamed across the hall to a stairway painted with lush abstract murals of trees, touched them, and went downstairs to the dining hall that had several rooms full of houseplants like spider plants. I was thinking it was too early for lunch and went back outside. I pondered my classes and how I already had more than one degree so probably should just drop them. I went back to my room and told Adinda I was just going to drop my classes, and she got upset and said that I couldn't because she wouldn't have any other roommate. 

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 Whether or not Wonder Woman and Cat Woman killed each other, and I had to bury them in a yellow pencil box beneath Aunt Wanetta's Pussy Willow that got struck by lightning three times, I enjoy Amazon Island. I do. Not sorry. 

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Dreams 11/15

 Dreamt that I worked in a big warehouse with a couple of other girls, one had short dark hair. I suspect our employers were mobsters, but they weren't Italian as far as I could tell. There was a mini bar in the place, and it didn't seem like there was a lot of work going on, mostly chit chatting. Then, another man came in, and he was doing something with a load of big stuffed animals. I was in the bin amongst them. There was a big colorful furry owl I wanted. Next, we were gathered round two Greek or Roman gods, well, one was a goddess. I'm not sure who they were, but I'm guessing Venus and Hermes, maybe Apollo. They were big as cows, Venus was bigger, very white like statues, with some golden highlights. They had big dark empty eyes, and their hair was tight little curls, not really hair at all, rather just another part of their fleshy beings. They were silent and curled on the floor in fetal position with their asses exposed. Along their asses they had several little golden teets. I was told I had to suck the honey from Hermes' ass. Another had Venus. I really didn't want to, but was more afraid of the consequences if I refused. He was softer and warmer than I expected. The honey was a bit watery.  

Finishing off The Great Courses

 I did quite a good job with the free week of The Great Courses last week. After, flipping-out over the CONVIDIAN commie rubbish of the second course of The Black Death, where I watched all but two lessons before giving up expecting to learn anything, I loved The Celtic World and How to Publish Your Book. Finished both of those, then went on to watch all of 1066 about The Norman Conquest. Like The Celtic World that was also Jennifer Paxton and very informative. I've had a few teachers of her cailbre but not many. I still had a few hours to spare last night so, like The Paleolithic and Indus Valley, I caught a few lessons from different courses that seemed interesting: The Secret Societies, The Ancient Mystery Cults and Aleister Crowley, and Mythologies: Celtic. The Secret Societies covered Robert Sepehr's 1666 about The New World Order baby eating commies. I didn't know Crowley was a spy. I've never been a fan. He also discussed Madame Blavatsky, only not in a very good light. He made her out to be a commie, too. These lessons were alright. The Celtic Mythology lesson was okay, but I didn't really learn anything. I suppose there just aren't a lot of records since The Druids memorized everything. Suppose I've got to tap into my secret subconscious if I want to discover anything new about the ancient Celts. 

Regretful Venus

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The Dagda - (Celtic Mythology Explained)

No Damsel

I may be distressed

but not show it,

not sure if I know how. 

It cannot help, 

not now. 

I might like to scream, 

but it won't come. 

Why would it?

Where would it 

be from?

I might want to cry

or try to shake,

but suffer, still, 

for my own sake. 

Anxious fits 

and attacks of panic

won't do any good, 

just make you frantic. 

Righteous anger, 

why is it a sin? 

That has helped

where I've been.