Awards appear faster than kerosene burning to the Wastelands of America, the Detroit-like hostile points on your life's map; they appear faster for all of us when we surrender to life not defeat. Don't try to reason that you've helped the Fool more than he needs because, after all, what the fuck do you know? Time plays on the organ, piping youthful and terrible poofs into the haunting belfries of each day; yet somehow, each day still finds you here, doesn't it? Each day still provides just enough for us to suck on life's tit just a little while longer, in the back of our minds, praying so desperately that we can stay and kick it. Freeing the mind from distraction is dangerous because distraction is sometimes all that we have: television shows, HBO, good food and drink, dancing, and singing loudly to our companions in travel. Onward past the threshold of our limits waits a you that could be. This you could be serving everyone she sees, but all too comfortable are the distractions of this Western cacophony. All the precious the little possessions we cherish. But there are children crying. Yes, there are military-age males dying; there are occurrences that some of us will never have to witness. For each of us, is the decision. How much of the identity, the personality are we willing to surrender? Not good. Not bad. But what energy whores do is take as much as they can, thinking there will be opportunity for it later. Each new hour finds us more and more distraught about the game, how we will play it, and el famoso que diran de mi. For today, at least, make a smaller list, accept yourself for a few distractions, and practice patiently the Magik. Not insisting on death to poverty or adjustments to the Plan, but simply practice each breath, thought, and action. Meditate on the thoughts that mean something to you. And ask yourself, "If the success or failure of this planet depended solely on my thoughts, what would I think?" And each integral stroke of genius you find in the thought, the Magician and the Fool, the Masters Degree, the money you require to do your work - these things will all come in time. And awards appear faster when they are surrendered to life on life's terms. And no more anxiety about tomorrow, anxieties that require distractions. So, here we go again. Back into another day. But for the next two weeks, try not to start anything too monumental. Just wait for a couple of weeks - second week of August should be good enough.
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