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Saturday, December 30, 2006
Friday, December 29, 2006
SUGARTV 5: The Art of Aaron Jefferson
Join Host Michael J Demeo with an After Hours Tour of Aaron Jefferson's Latest Exhibit at Sugar Gallery, Portland. SugarTv! Osama Badlighting!
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Saturday, December 23, 2006
Hazy Martini Monday: Elana Pritchard
Hazy Martini Monday
Hazy martini Monday
Bad smells and feelings
Overcooked okra
Daytime TV
Puking roomate
A pocket full of old bus transfers
Pennies
The fine film that forms on bedsheets
Self-conciousness
Just shufflin' along
Elana Robin Pritchard
Hazy martini Monday
Bad smells and feelings
Overcooked okra
Daytime TV
Puking roomate
A pocket full of old bus transfers
Pennies
The fine film that forms on bedsheets
Self-conciousness
Just shufflin' along
Elana Robin Pritchard
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Nicholas James
Nicholas is a sort of cult leader from my hometown of Boston, Mass. You can expect to be seeing much more of his work as an honorary member of The Sticky Clique. Remember to click each image for greater detail.
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Monday, December 18, 2006
Callahan Sings
Portrait of Callahan singing, with friend. His new album is entitled "Purple Winos In The Rain". Polaroid Collage by Michael J Demeo.
Thursday, December 14, 2006
Purification
Purification:
The next major thing i have come to do upon my own path, is different forms of purification. Having expelled the mind of the past, i then desired to become reborn, or baptized according to modern terminology. To symbolically wash away the old, and be reborn unto the new. The Solomatic work has a very good system for ceremonial baths, which in its completeness should be done quiet often. As for this work though, i have decided to give a shortened version of it. If you desire, i would suggest going and getting the Key, for in practicing the complete baths, you will truly reap the highest benefits.
Bath:
Fill the tube with water, while reciting the blessing of the water written earlier, as well as adding ones own individual prayer of intent. Empower the water with the names of God from your tradition, or whatever names and ideas you have of God. Then completely submerge yourself in the water, feeling all adversity and impurities, flowing away from yourself. Then getting up, gather Hyssop in hand, sprinkling it into the water as you repeat the following: Psalms 51
" Purge me O Lord with hyssop, and I shall be clean: Wash me, and i shall be whiter then snow."
Submerge yourself again, feeling the impurities and uncleanness washing away from you. Next stand up, grabbing the salt that was blessed according to the blessing of the salt, and sprinkle in into the water, while you say ones own prayer, asking for protection and assistance in accomplishing this purification ritual. Then once again, submerge yourself into the water, allowing the salt to infuse within, purifying and preserving our inner essence. After having done purification, a simple prayer of thanks as you leave the water, would complete the bath in good form.
It is by the confessions and the purification alone that gives us the right to step into the arcane mysteries, and partake of its fruits. For the potential has always been a seed within us, we only need to find it within the murk we have created, and allow it to grow unto the Tree of Life within us. The Garden of Eden is within us, and it is our egos, that are the guardians of its gates.
From High Magick: The Elemental Adept
The next major thing i have come to do upon my own path, is different forms of purification. Having expelled the mind of the past, i then desired to become reborn, or baptized according to modern terminology. To symbolically wash away the old, and be reborn unto the new. The Solomatic work has a very good system for ceremonial baths, which in its completeness should be done quiet often. As for this work though, i have decided to give a shortened version of it. If you desire, i would suggest going and getting the Key, for in practicing the complete baths, you will truly reap the highest benefits.
Bath:
Fill the tube with water, while reciting the blessing of the water written earlier, as well as adding ones own individual prayer of intent. Empower the water with the names of God from your tradition, or whatever names and ideas you have of God. Then completely submerge yourself in the water, feeling all adversity and impurities, flowing away from yourself. Then getting up, gather Hyssop in hand, sprinkling it into the water as you repeat the following: Psalms 51
" Purge me O Lord with hyssop, and I shall be clean: Wash me, and i shall be whiter then snow."
Submerge yourself again, feeling the impurities and uncleanness washing away from you. Next stand up, grabbing the salt that was blessed according to the blessing of the salt, and sprinkle in into the water, while you say ones own prayer, asking for protection and assistance in accomplishing this purification ritual. Then once again, submerge yourself into the water, allowing the salt to infuse within, purifying and preserving our inner essence. After having done purification, a simple prayer of thanks as you leave the water, would complete the bath in good form.
It is by the confessions and the purification alone that gives us the right to step into the arcane mysteries, and partake of its fruits. For the potential has always been a seed within us, we only need to find it within the murk we have created, and allow it to grow unto the Tree of Life within us. The Garden of Eden is within us, and it is our egos, that are the guardians of its gates.
From High Magick: The Elemental Adept
Hair Nurse Lana's Wigs
See more of her wigs at Mr Demeo Has No Thoughts
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Pete Lavigne-Chalek
Two Drawings Straight From the Sick Mind of Peter Lavigne-Chalek. Click Images to View Detail.
Monday, December 11, 2006
SUGAR TV 4: Magick Daggers, Two Ton Boa
Guest Host Michael J Demeo takes us out to the Someday Lounge, in Portland Oregon to see Magick Daggers and Two Ton Boa playin live!
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Tuesday, December 05, 2006
Friday, December 01, 2006
Four Snakes on a Trail by Elana Pritchard
Four snakes on a trail by Elana Pritchard
Heart beating fast one thought, "I'm having a terrible time concentrating. The trail is split, but I'm not sure which way to go. One way, the way of my own pure thought, tells me I shouldn't fear the other three. What's in thier minds is not my concern, and i should pay attention to their actions and learn. The other way tells me that there is no original thought, it's all been done. I should stroll real cool into the setting sun. And I must always use my mind because I can't trust this snake heart!" And so he thought and thought and shut his beady eyes tight, untill eventually he didn't notice a turn in the trail, fell off a mountain, and died.
Another snake was wide awake, with paint smeared all over its body. Noticing a pebble, he stopped in his track. "Ah, what a lovely pebble. So shiny and smooth. And oh the smell!" He looked down at the paint dripping off his tail. "Soon my paint will fade and the world will see that I'm just a brown snake. Nothing special. And then I will be alone!" He shuddered. "Perhaps," he thought to himself, "if I swallow this pebble, I too will be shiny and smooth and lovely. Oh the love I will feel! And the power! I am smarter than the rest!" And with that he swallowed the pebble. It raced through his body, feeling smooth, and surfaced somewhere on his back, right undernneath the skin. It was stunning! "It worked! I will swallow more!" And so it went on, until he was just a bag of rocks.
The third's tale is a thoughtless one. He lost himself in the dark and cried and cried untill he was a skeleton.
Number four, you think will teach us all. The great saviour, you reckon. The one right? Surely. That is how these tales end. Will he find a shortcut to the end of the trail? No, I know, he skips the trail all together and flies? Well friends I'm afraid I have no answer for you today. The fourth snake is still on the trail, very close to the beginning. He waits and watches nervously, and gets attacked by bigger animals all the time. He gets hungry and eats. He goes to the bathroom. When the sun sets, he's just a fuckin' snake.
Heart beating fast one thought, "I'm having a terrible time concentrating. The trail is split, but I'm not sure which way to go. One way, the way of my own pure thought, tells me I shouldn't fear the other three. What's in thier minds is not my concern, and i should pay attention to their actions and learn. The other way tells me that there is no original thought, it's all been done. I should stroll real cool into the setting sun. And I must always use my mind because I can't trust this snake heart!" And so he thought and thought and shut his beady eyes tight, untill eventually he didn't notice a turn in the trail, fell off a mountain, and died.
Another snake was wide awake, with paint smeared all over its body. Noticing a pebble, he stopped in his track. "Ah, what a lovely pebble. So shiny and smooth. And oh the smell!" He looked down at the paint dripping off his tail. "Soon my paint will fade and the world will see that I'm just a brown snake. Nothing special. And then I will be alone!" He shuddered. "Perhaps," he thought to himself, "if I swallow this pebble, I too will be shiny and smooth and lovely. Oh the love I will feel! And the power! I am smarter than the rest!" And with that he swallowed the pebble. It raced through his body, feeling smooth, and surfaced somewhere on his back, right undernneath the skin. It was stunning! "It worked! I will swallow more!" And so it went on, until he was just a bag of rocks.
The third's tale is a thoughtless one. He lost himself in the dark and cried and cried untill he was a skeleton.
Number four, you think will teach us all. The great saviour, you reckon. The one right? Surely. That is how these tales end. Will he find a shortcut to the end of the trail? No, I know, he skips the trail all together and flies? Well friends I'm afraid I have no answer for you today. The fourth snake is still on the trail, very close to the beginning. He waits and watches nervously, and gets attacked by bigger animals all the time. He gets hungry and eats. He goes to the bathroom. When the sun sets, he's just a fuckin' snake.
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