Cancer 11° (July 1)


Wednesday. Not a lot to say today. I am simply trying to get back into my research process, deconstructing the chapters of our existing book so noto repeat things but also to reaquaint myself with that particular process. It is dismissively taking offers a hot deceptive but then again I have had great city distractions and I’m not used to really working this way so I need to put my break into the best I can Without driving myself crazy at least doing it this way I have the opportunity to stand up and walk around and even move my body from time to time which will be a boon. There’s certainly no point in getting physically unwell offices writing the book and as they say sitting is the new smoking. It is a struggle being isolated as we are although I am typically mark left and most well I shouldn’t say clipped I should say used to unrelated. It’s not a good thing and if there is one thing to take away from all of it the fact that on the other end should we ever get there I need to change my loner ways. Just freeing myself from typing alone rather spend the time massaging some kind of pain cream into my hands after last 30 years of setting up send screen tapping in tapping and tapping away. I have a great ambition For the next week edit mainly involved sorting through or sifting through all the minutiae in my brain Not to mention All bets cluttering my desk and stuffing my file. Once we get past this full moon Going to start meeting some sacrifices utilizing the fireplace in the process. I know that this could be a powerful time And I know that there is a certain meta aspect to all of this and really I just have to gain some ability when it comes to speaking or reading it dictation Mechanism getting it too recognize my voice so it doesn’t know the difference between the word two and the word 2 see what I mean. and sure it’s going to read somewhat like a God awful Dada poem And I have to keep my eye all the letters appearing Before me on the screen Striving Toward articulation not quite understanding why certain words are made uppercase certain words are made lower but I’m going to avoid super punctuating in any case as it seems completely beside the point.

One good thing is that we found an editable version of sex trilogy I was wondering how this dictate machine would type sex strala G that’s even stranger than the first version. I am writing this from the future being a couple of days behind and it was worth it 2 get behind because last week was rather a natural time of outstanding issues and possible projects all being finalized and signed off on Such that I’m now in the process writing this a week late On June 8th to be exact In a totally different paradigm where so much has been completed and signed off on That we can now forge ahead and all confidence which feels pretty great.

I’m still quote unquote behind but the distractions have been so minimized and so silenced that I don’t have anything pulling me at my back. Also a lot of the fear surrounding this virus and all that’s happening has also been lifted from me a bit and, although I know we won’t be traveling this summer as I had hoped I do feel that I’m in a better place emotionally. Not to say that the previous weeks leading up to this point haven’t been really fun because they have; I’m so appreciative of the fact that we got to sit out most evenings during the month of June and enjoy ourselves chatting and sipping a delicious crémant and not worrying about calories or taking in the news of the day too dramatically but rather allowing ourselves to dream and scheme even as we feel rather trapped. Because it is a scary time and we don’t know what’s going to happen; we have this menace looming over us this melted circus peanut candy whose very existence goes against any grain of spirituality that might be residing in the most terrestrial among us; and still it is always hope and goodness that prevails over these moments and historic weakness. Again this just happened yesterday meaning the 7th of June but his niece’s book came out and for the first time it really felt like a hole had been shot into the delusion of the emperors new clothes. That it didn’t come from Congress or the Muller report but some junior member of his own family who has both a personal and a clinical insight into this absolute monster. And it is my feeling that we’re starting to see the tide turn I am knocking what as I’m saying this.

The following blocks of text are exceprts from my first year of  Blagues, nos. 491-495. 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.  (For thirty days this paragraph will include this parentheses to say: I realized that in the summer of 2016 I actually didn’t post for some time, such that for the expanse of two months, I will continue to number the past Blagues, as above, five at a time, but there will be nothing to post from that period.)


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.


Typos happen. I don’t have a proofreader. And I like to just write, post and go!
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