Libra 26° (October 18)

I really do think I haven’t been as kind as I could be to myself. But it’s an easy fix…oops it’s two days later, sorry (not sorry). I feel way better. Some good things happened. The second I type that I get a sharp pain in my sinus. The old family cucamunga. But I will have talked to my lawyer and I would have gotten a lot cleared out in the basement and I would have voted and talked to friends who have Covid. I can feel myself slimming down and I am working a very healthy menu here at home. If I truly pace myself now I can pull this off and move to the next project, swinging vine to vine, which would be divine. It’s not that hard if you do it first thing. That has got to be the plan. Coffee and work first thing. Mid morning exercise. Lunch and then the day’s your oyster. That’s all folks.

The following blocks of text are exceprts from my first year of  Blagues, nos. 1006-1010. I am reading through all of my Blagues, five per day, and posting some samples here. Now, in my sixth year of writing this Blague, by the time I get to my seventh, I will have journeyed through all the daily Blagues of my first five years. If that’s confusing I apologize. Year seven, I’ll only have to read through year six, once a day.

We do have our own language. For instance if one of us feels nauseus we might say “I’m Elizabeth” as in Hurley as in about to hurl. “I’m Kevin” means I’m spaced out. Richie is came out of merci which became Merce for Merce Cunningham, then simply Richie because of Happy Days. Toots is many things, but it’s mainly an affirmation. Poodle can refer to a dish of quinoa and brown rice with avocado, sometimes seasoned with seaweed, with crispy chickpeas done in a cast iron pan and sautéed kale, topped with Braggs amino acid sauce. Or Poodle can be a term of endearment, from Poodle Skirt.


Reality Winner, Mueller it over, Sessions in Session, Spicer Spicing it all up. Bannon is all for Bannin’. The way of the con Kelly Conway. Kushy Jared Kushner. Malign-ya, Farron von Munchhuasen, something about can …can he use the Whithouses something

Moved to Wellfleet for the Jewish Eye Candy


The list of things (like oil pulling) that you’re supposed to do but if you did you wouldn’t have time to live

Cyclists versus Bikers. They’re different.

Yacht Rock. A song in which Michael MacDonald is featured in some capacity.

Olsen Tins

Bathrooms need to be cleaner for men because they see everything lifting the seat

Not understanding what certain commercials are about

Movie titles in the nineties

Knowing what a laniard is?

Accessible Celebrities


I am the Warlock

People are Witches would make a good bumper sticker

But the point is we are, that’s our natural state.

We’ve been made, rendered, powerless. We have so

much more power than we think we do.

Our brand is our message

Astrology speaks truth to power, it’s proof of your individuality

We navigate by the stars.

I get visual feelings.

All is poetry.

I want to open the back of my mind to messaging from the great beyond, that Piscean portal to the All where one speaks the language of poetry only. Sometimes I hear it and catch it in those moments before falling asleep or waking. That is to say that the poetry exists; we can only hear it and capture bits, craftying them with our own language. I wonder if the greatest poets are not those who can siphon the purest sap.

As I write this I can the vision of He in the temple. He has been there, in my life, now, since, I want to say, 1986 or so. I see certain things clearly. I am looking into a courtyard of stone fitted with lean pillars, no roof of course, but all else unpourous, white stone aged black into tiny crooks and corners, the energy or this internal building directed upward. The light is cool and blue and as I am at the front right corner of the atrium he sits left of center, on the other side, a little ways away; he would be nearly diagonal from me if he slid over to his right along the stone bench that squares the entire inner sanctum, behind him first a banquette of stone rising to around the height of his head, and behind him, and indeed the entire square banquette all around, is a gallery, darker blue, still, whereabouts one would walk; I am sort of hiding behind the corner or the banquette on my side, peering in from the gallery and he sits, fairly motionless, wearing a bluish white jalaba, tunic, caftan type garment, sitting, straight backed, shoulders relaxes, hands resting in his lap; tall, ultra thin and muscular, with a shock of black hair shining blue sky reflection, Adam’s apple, jawline, smiling mouth and eyes.

He waits and I want to ask what does he wants, but he doesn’t want anything though his eyes as the question that is all questions combined, I don’t know what it is in my mind but I try to feel its fullness with my visceral intelligence lodged in the immaterial organ in the center of myself. What is it; that is no question. Time is not here and the cool, blue light makes me love but it is confused. I want to stay and yet I never quite approach only ever coming to the moment when we first lock eyes, neither of us caught unawares.


I had this notion for collecting all the random bi-polar ideas i have strewn on snippets of paper everywhere into a solidly ridiculous list

Go through and update the Starsky + Cox canon of songs

Create a Timeline of performances to date.

Check out Yoga Schedule

Research other venues, colleges, museums, theaters and so forth

(Look at other performers’ tour schedules)

Just start booking a few people than a few more)

Pud addresses into Mad Mimi data base and also an excel program

Go through black notebook to separate out various areas of interest

Circle back to Dixon place

Brian Doben photo shoot

Revisit the Gabriel Event Page

Work on the lecture/appearances idea, with a simple something. All the crunchy places.

Woodstock, Hudson, Northampton, Bennington, Cambridge et al

Press release on the e-books for next year

Decide on next years color avant-garde. Based on the game Probe

Lynne and Bill game night

Schedule in the new relationship book

Get in touch with Sirius Radio

Send a press release to Bostonia + Press

Troll list of PR Czars

Make a list of small press book publishers or buy a publishing house

Take over a bookfair (or at least get yourself a booth)

Launch a campaign for the hottest new book agent

Remind how to decoupage walls

Go down a list of Provincetown names and ask them the following questions: Do you know of a good house to rent, would you like to host an artist, Greg St. Jean, would you like to be a sponsor, sparkler—take note of boosting their biz, etc.


I had a dream last night wherein I was “assigned Jack Keroac, others weren’t assigned…

Potato chips on the floor, or rather, as the flooring, all patches into a molten landscape

Probably from almost dying pulling food out of the oven.

Oh how funny I just came upon a list of eight things on a sheet of paper headed Blague:

  • The good die young
  • That anyone else than dumbfuck could be president, like literally anyone else on the         planet would be better.
  • that sycophants are rarely seen through
  • that people often turn the tables and try to make the symptom the cause and they get away with it (see above president)
  • that bisexuals are still seen as the problem despite the fact that everything else goes
  • if you are a new singer and sound like Neil Young you’ll probably get away with having a career and not be called an imitator
  • always being your heaviest as bathing-suit weather approaches.
  • Thelma Ritter.
  • Birds falling from the sky
  • What happened to the female terrorist in the Charlie Hebdo attack
  • Dealing with Friends
  • Coping with modern alienation
  • Mine some of my better blogs
  • ===========================

Not to say all Aries are Buddhists, but their natural brand of spirituality is hinged on the upper-case Self as the highest form of power, while they tend to be pretty self-y in the bedroom as well. Taurus ache with a need for belonging, seeking and inviting rapture, both spiritual and sexual. Gemini desires communion and community, finding spirituality in the company of others, if not sleeping their way through the congregation. Cancer is all about being born again, real or metaphoric baptism being just another watersport, re-creation and recreation going hand in hand. Leo aspires to godhead—enough said. Virgo is all about the service, whether it be the ritual of a mass or sacred sexual rites, they are programmed to receive. Libra is a creature of divine order and beattitudes—if you don’t take their orders you can expect there will be attitude. Scorpio spirituality is profound and shrouded in mystery just as they are secretive and sphynxlike in sexual relationships. Sagittarius is shamanistic in their visions and expect extreme, exhaustive states of ecstacy in both their spiritual and sexual life. Capricorn takes the pulpit position, in full faith, delivering others from the depths to the heights, back and forth, back and forth. Aquarius is in an eternal state of revelation, forever having their minds blown and blowing others. And Pisces seeks dissolution, to become one with spirit and lose themselves in sexual experience.

The sexual and the spiritual are metaphors for each other.

To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree point of the Sabian Symbol may at times be one degree higher than the one listed here. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360  degrees spread over 365/6 days per year—so they nearly, but not exactly, correlate.

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