Wednesday, November 18, 2015

When God was a woman

Dedicated to Visionary Women


"... and I was Alive in my Dream.

And my Monsoon decended upon the chaotic ocean of catastrophe. And I hovered above the waters where I found myself in the catastrophic ocean of chaos and order.

And I said; let there be light, ... and there was light shining from my Monsoon, charted to the calm and clear waters where magnificent epiphany illustrated a narrative in a lontic cavort.

And I paddled smoothly to the tranquil wayside in a peaceful firmament, where I was awakened by Gestures acting as an agent of change to illuminate the darkness; revering the union of The Yin and The Yang in assimilation & emancipation to exalt the omnipotent & omnipresent in Singularity, assisting in dissolving the disillusionment of separation and permanace."

Legerdemain, 11.18.15



Ole' series.  Isis striking a pose in Le cirque de la vie



As Merlin Stone writes in her Sci-Fi fantasy story; When God Was a Woman

"In the beginning there was Isis Oldest of the Old.
She was the Goddess from whom all Becoming Arose.
She was the Great Lady, mistress of the two lands of Egypt.
Mistress of Shelter, Mistress of Heaven, Mistress of the house of Life, Mistress of the word of God.
She was the Unique.
In all Her great and wonderful works, She was a wiser magician, and more excellent than any other God." Thebes, Egypt  Fourteenth century BC.


And if you asked me: "In the light of creative consciousness, entertain all, but never believe in any Science-Fiction fantasy story written or told to entice conclusion in creativity @ Le cirque de la vie."


To be continued; ecstatically, ...

Monday, February 9, 2015

Time travel.

Strange things have been happening in this circus of life, since I have allowed my peaceful imagination to reverse the orders, and began re-examining what has been the foundation of this primitive human society, focused on duality, borders and wars, prior to this advance mean of communication in this unified unreal border-less world of cyberspace; where in the name of love and peaceful conducts, all acts are holy.

September 23 1996, about a year after my initial introduction to Zorak the loving alien, was a significant turning point in my life when I chose to take the initial step in my personal transformation, and liberate myself from being an obedient victim of the social standards set by the perennial philosophy. And while every member of my tribe were fasting and begging for God's mercy to save their souls, forgive their sins, and grant them another year in the book of life; I decided against the tradition and had the best meal my money could buy, at 2:00 pm.
I was uncomfortable and even a bit shaky as I entered my favorite Persian restaurant in West LA. My life flashing before my eyes, I was distressed with the biggest question in my mind: "What is this God of Abraham doing with his creation?"
Nothing made sense about the authority of this creation and the purpose of existence, as it has been perceived by the lesser intelligence of the nomadic consciousness of ancient men and their laws any longer.  
This following painting is the production of that chaotic confusion, birthing a new order which has remained intact with me over the last two decades.


Eve & Adam 20" x 16" Oil on canvas

To be continued, ...