As I sat at the ocean's edge and emptied myself of every last chain and shackle that had been planted into my existence from the time of my birth, I became aware. Aware of the peace that can be had by simply turning off all the tedious and peripheral bullshit that holds the human life hostage to release. So as I sat empty I encountered the Angel of the Cosmic Mind. A bit of a shock but really not unexpected given the tranquility of the moment. The Angel of the Cosmic Mind spoke to me which was also a bit of a shock as I was not so certain of what was transpiring before me. The Angel told me it's name ... "Iama Dolphin and hear what I speak of ... Pursue the Golden Cup that holds the secrets of the Royal Canadian Mounted Relief Society and therein you shall know the truth concerning the demise of this current age of idiocy." The Angel then faded from my view and isn't that the way shit like that always works. Some cosmic entity offers up instruction and doesn't quite fill in all the blanks necessary to make sense of what in the hell the 'Angel of the Cosmic Mind' was on about. Just so figures. By the way, the Angel of the Cosmic Mind did leave me with an 8 by 10 glossy photo and here it is -
Iama Dolphin -
In conclusion I've decided that a visit to the Pacific Northwest Coast with the towering California Redwoods wrapping around the human soul makes for a splendid time away from just about everything tedious regarding anything that snags existential wandering and detours your awareness from what's important. Important like Tuesday machine art. Nice segue no doubt.
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