You’re reading The Bound Report. Every few days, I get medieval (astrology) on you and boss you around to keep you accountable to your creative life. Thanks for being here.
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juxtapositions.
itching to break free.
confined in relation.
sartre’s no escape.
seven days of irritation.
spurring action?
or festering. . .
flense, lance, sever
severe
In two days, we can reel it back, but right-the-F-now,
F U M E S.
Expel, express, expectorant, expatriate, exes.
X.
breaking in place.
a silent scream.
for those of us who let it rip now, beware a riptide
of resistance.
swimming sideways may be the way to survive the rapids,
the temptation to fight saturates all.
remember…
No is a complete sentence.
No answer is also an answer.
In all this be aware of projection(s).
Are you a welcome screen for the artifice of others?
Could you be cinematically infusing those around you with factors you’d rather not face yourself? it’s always easier to outsource the demon to an Other.
own your demons now, and you will survive the next week intact.
know when to send demons away who are not yours to fight, as much as your pristine screen seems amenable to taking on what someone wishes to deflect upon you.
sonic ricochet of roaring laughter,
annoy or be annoyed.
Return to Sender; No Longer At This Address…
dwell in the swelling sensation of non-participation.
sea, where it gets you.
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On Oct 29 at 15:40 PDT, we get a buoy. See you then.
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