gothic day, over cast grey ambience of a new portal energising, wind howls through the trees branches falling ob the streets, as they bend to its great force, energy building up like that, it has to go somewhere. through the remote ares, the peripheral, i explain magick to a friend, we are smoking a spliff in the back of my car looking at the darkening clouds,  suddenly lightening flashes across the moon deep and intense. i glimpse in, it's oening above me, lighting and thunder, classical shift, good day for magick, and off course playing with energy.
the portal opens, energy flows through, your in one world and another, it's different, darker but interesting, you pass through, exploring, thinking what is there for me here, later realising everything could be there, but you know it requires commitment and energy to explore it and to let it manifest, then there's responsibility, i don't want responsibility but i do want to play frivolously in the universe and spread the light of liberation where it's needed. the wave will pass soon, you need to decide, let it pass above or catch it down below, the portal gapes open, you can taste it now, feeling the two dimensional energies exploring one another like curious fish and there the energy flow is connected, we jump into the wave, and we ride.