The Lion’s Gate Portal. A Stellar Opportunity to Connect with Sirius? Or a Load of New Age Bollocks? You Decide. Part Two: Dark Blood Rituals. Mark the Dates.

In the mid-1990s, I was moving between Dunedin to the Tasman Valley to work, and in the late summer of 1995, I met someone who would become a mentor to me during the initial phases of my spiritual awakening. James Smith’s greatest gift to me was his sense of humour. This beautiful Maori man was …

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Contactee, Consciously Creative, Visionary. My Spiritual Awakening That Lead me to Write. Part Four: Redgate Beach and Interdimensionals beings.

At the beginning of 1998, I had travelled across the Australian continent (hitchhiking) and made my way down to Esperance. From here I met a girl from Queensland called Cynthia who I would travel and become lovers with for three weeks around southwestern Australia. We weaved inland and back out to the coast until one …

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Cognitive dissonance : Introducing Horacio Bifkin, Mexican madman.

During solitary confinement, what was the global smackdown, that has played itself out during the plandemic I had some friends who were buying into the fear portrayed in the media in ways that were crippling their sense of being. So, I decided to make the most of this strange and ridiculous situation and began to send Whatsapp messages to these …

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Shamanic Dreaming My Way Through Existence

In February this year, I did a day course, an introduction into Shamanic Dreaming, at the request of a very intuitive healer and practicing Shamanic Dreamer. She told me to ‘fill your boots.’ I did that and more. Imagination was the key element to making this experience enriching, and as an imaginist, you would have believed …

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Inspirations: Clive Barker

I only have one true literary inspiration. That is Clive Barker. I hungrily devoured his imaginative fiction with a ravenous appetite, and my understanding of how prose and poetry could be amalgamated began to take shape. I was stunned at his use of language, often writing down words that I had never seen written, nor heard spoken …

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Awakening to truth through imagination

In my childhood, I had many experiences that could be perceived as supernatural or paranormal. What was defined as ‘real’ was a matter of conjecture, and for me, the last word on what was simply an active imagination or an aspect of heightened sensory awareness came from the mouths of my caregivers. I grew up with visitations from parasitic …

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Voices in my head : Part One Lord Buford Somerset

When I first started to express my creativity via the written word I could hear the words rise in my head. Initially, the voices were those of the characters I was writing about. The young Inuit girl that followed the bird out into the arctic wilderness, and then perished, my friends when I wrote the …

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I hear you LOUD and clear : Part Two

I had finished work in the early afternoon of a late spring day and gone into the Flight Centre in Kilbernie Wellington, to talk about booking my flights, and create my travel itinerary. Attempting to get to Central/South American once before in 2001 from Vancouver, had failed (that’s a tale for my autobiography, and it’s …

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Sanctum : A Love Story

The fever that gripped me for two weeks after my possession cooled after the textbooks were filled. Yet my poetic heart blossomed, and I spent my nights composing poems for muses that came into the bars I worked in around the world. Romances and lovers came along with my gifts, and I gratefully accepted every …

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