Are Self-Exploding Beings inwardly Imploding?


 

Are the self-exploding inwardly imploding?

Not knowing that the seeds of their self-destruction reside quietly inwardly already taking root. Ready to root out fabricated dogmas.
Boston Bomb crushed avian souls flying towards Heaven. Chaos rules the lands. Demonic Fairytale stories being lit up global TV screens.
Carnage Couture is all the rage!!

Socialites debate levels of thinness while screaming crying babies suckle on long dried up teats.

Life continues on in glass castles unfazed by human suffering. Walking Stepford skinny chic walking decorations immobilized shields of Oil dollars. One piece of glittering jewelry could feed and house one thousand lost humanities. Let us trip the light fantasies weaving around hunger, blight and destruction all the while knowing it will never touch our gleaming manors. Golden parachutes always on hand.

Mankind marches on towards dinosaur extinction by our own hands. WinTourist DashKardian superficial fantasies supplicate the masses fill the empty plates providing empty calories while Rome burns. Politics, religion unreasonable fears of contamination. Moon-Skitters thrive on cell division.

Say Their Names!! Never allow their memories to fade!!

Our decision whether, how, & when to escape the matrix.

Are the Self-Exploding inwardly Imploding? Truth, Compassion, Understanding and Victory shall win out over evil, wickedness and animosity!!  For the sacred has now become filled with the filth of the profane. An Outhouse disguised under the mantle of being a Holy Temple.

http://www.theguardian.com/artanddesign/2014/nov/23/imran-qureshi-ikon-gallery-birmingham-review-hauntingly-beautiful

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Imran Qureshi
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All Photos are the artwork of Imran Qureshi

Scribe


Scribe

Queen Seshat Egyptian Goddess of Scribes
Queen Seshat Egyptian Goddess of Scribes

It was in the early times that the Priestess of Papyrus placed the Holy writ before me and bade me write the vision and make it plain so that our people who read may run with the vision. You hold the pen of a ready writer. Hieroglyphics danced before me then carried me to the Temple for sanctification. Pierced with the hollow reeds that rose up from the Nile filled with the ancestors’ blood the Scrivener was born.

Seshat
Seshat

Books bit me as a child. I was infected with wordplay and phrases began to drip from my lips and out through my fingers. A light went on in my brain and I was never the same yet all the better for books piercings. Dewey Decimal was a Vampire more worthy than Dracula.

Chosen by the Muses who have awakened me early in the pre-dawn morning and kept me going until Luna takes her place in the night skies. Athena, Isis, Lakshmi, Benzaiten, have anointed me as the High Priestess Oracle as I take my place in the Council of Elders. I ascend my Throne the sacred parchments are placed before me and I begin.

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