After posting my last piece I started to feel less than pleased. I crashed. And I didn’t even fall. Didn’t need to cuz I was still in bed. I let everything and everyone be. But I couldn’t help but wonder:‘Is this the implosion before the explosion?!” Cuz I’m imploding all right. I was thinking:”Have I really gone off to the deep end now?” “Has Andy been right all along??” “Am I crazy, lost?!”
(word count: 73)So yes, Andy. I guess we had one more outing to do. Andy is the name of the man with whom I went on a date in January. No last names. We don’t do last names unless they reveal their own last names. I mean, there are like a million Andy’s out there. Andy Warhol is one of them. Only he’s dead. But he helped me significantly in writing this story.
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The deep end. Reminds me of a blog on Perez.com. That post was questioning Jim Carreys sanity. I read that post and I thought:” Ow I don’t.” I understand him. He ain’t crazy, he finally broke thru the Truman Show wall. (draft saved:5:33:03 pm) Funny eh, how life is always a self fullfilling prophecy. He acted in that move and because he is such a good actor he must’ve felt what he was playing and now he’s acting it out in real life. Fabulous!
But what about me? I’ve felt every single piece of this story. The past and the future. But I was always present while writing them. In the moment. Now. That is how we create. In the moment. When you’re asleep you create the same fate over and over. Until one day you wake up! And that’s when you have the chance to make the karmic wheel come to a stop. I did. A while ago already. There is left no karmic debt. “I do wonder, Andy, how does that fit into this new flick?”
I hope you’re not upset I (word count: 330) outed you. I mean, you must’ve signed a contract too. You know, the one you signed before coming into this life. It must’ve said:”On January 19th 2010 you will meet a girl who will play a yet to be determined role in your life (word count: 373).” It says yet to be determined because once you’re off the karmic wheel, there is complete free will. Every moment we create from a clean slate.
You know (word count: 404) there’s this thing about intuition. In certain professions it comes in really handy. Like when working on wall street. If I may make one prediciton, well this would be it: “Stock investments?” “Get the hell out of it!” Want to know what to invest in? I know a really great girl who is very unity-intuitive (read: busted thru the truman show wall too) and can tell you exactly what to invest in. Drop me a line and I will give you her name. She’s ready for some play, just like me. Gosh, I feel like I can breathe again…(published: 5:55 pm)
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The Planet is under stress and at least Apple is 1000 miles North from a likely earthquake
whatever it is, it’s mega close now. None of this is singular- all our stories are interwoven. And the clocks about to turn, there it goes…it’s 11:11
Maybe there will be obvious clarity and resolution when Mercury turns direct on May 11
I feel like I’m imploding and exploding at the same time, really out of sync today as well. Wondering if I have the right pieces in the right place. Really don’t know. (sigh).
Anyway, there is this great lil’ film that did well on the Festival circuit a while back called ‘American Splendor’. It’s a biopic about Harvey Pekar, the author of the American Splendor comic book series. If ya get a chance give it a look, it’s a Life is Art type scenario. Very Trumanesque in a way