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Wayfinding Advisory Council
Way-finding (verb) cultural and personal practice; 1. To plot a course between two points of departure and destination…
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I’m in the middle of leaving a house of nine years and perhaps a country that has been a home for twenty – and so I shouldn’t be surprised to find myself stressed-out, disjointed, twitchy-limbed and generally disassociative. Manically ordering things into Keep, Kill, and Give…
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Monday Morning, 6am
You wake up before I do – you always did, and by the time that I’m blinking away the night’s dreams, you already have your heavy paw on my chest. But like me you’re not so awake yet, either. You might grumble and growl and try to call me back to bed but you’re not so tough – yet. I get an hour or two before I start to feel the fluttering in the cavity behind my ribs; or the lump in the back of my…
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Tuesday Sensorium
Sometimes I wonder if depression, mood-disorders and the like aren’t a product of some aberrant neuron, but instead live inside the senses. Like my creator set the Gain controls in my ears too high; and with eyes permanently switched to Ghost Recon Threat Level. My tongue too readily recalls the taste of sweet things, which I constantly seek to replicate.
Maybe our body isthe House of Spirits,…
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Sunday, 7/7
Protected: Sunday, 7/7
I remember why I hate SSRI’s – specifically, and completely.*
I thought it might be a good idea to double-up on my sertraline dose. It’s okay, I’d been weaning myself down for nine months or so anyway, so there was no chance of it being a danger.
But oh.mi.god. This twitching, shaking, bone-clacking almost-coming-up like the worst batch of MDMA you’ve never had in your life; coupled with the…
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Hypergraphia II
In some senses, then – your life doesn’t belong to you. It belongs to the things that pull you, it belongs to the Work. The soul creates itself through accumulation and salvage, and it will perform this industry tirelessly, with or without your aid.
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