captain mission reviews his women, he skids along the past like a slippery walkway to the future, realising that all the women are the same woman, various manifestations, faces, bodies, souls all vibrating at the same frequencies as i'm pulled into glorious attraction, let's face it captain mission loves them all, despite being alone, often melancholy, always crashing in the same car, a seriously deranged history and an eccentric now, he follows his star, he uses white magick as a compass, the pant medicine as confidante, intention true, the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune fly over his head, nothing like a good day to die, he takes his women and he loves them, gives himself to them.
the terrible clouds hover over the horizon, they carry rain and dampness, they bring violent change, it is written upon the sky face, mars torments me but i see it for what it is, angry gods yield before me, they are bound to my will, they weep before me, revelation. destiny unfolds itself, a million petaled flower, a many faceted jewel, the crystal kingdom of dmt, the fractal world of quanta, information hit's you like a bullet in the third eye, it's a soft landing with a sudden impact, it's the wild world at your feet, the wild woods stare you in the eye, you have the darkness and the light bending before you like a cosmic spiral enwrapped and entangled, you start unravelling the maya, you open it up with those strange large hands you had before you were born, the ones that fumble through material things but weave and wind the astral so easily, your eyes have changed focus, you see under the surface now clearer than the surface, it's a mirage this whole trap, a simple trick caused by smoke and mirrors and string and fucking ego, you know the way the story ends, it's the reason why we are born. oh mission you think, your a cryptic mystery man, but i am not, i'm an easy to read book with good illustrations, just look at the pictures, words get in the way.
now i must travel along the process of sound and vision, continue my narratives and explorations.
i will be leaving face book soon and moving to something better suited to my nature, face book must die for the lie it perpetuates.