Life in general is speeding up as my computer is mysteriously slowing down. Big deal, I am still breathing and this thing is still working so here we go. This is a picture of basically 3 sunflower seeds on my balcony. I went out for a coffee and smoke as usual this morning. Sometimes, but not lately I find a white feather, maybe a leaf or some other thing which I take as a cryptic sign. This sign was very intense. Somebody a few floors above, me threw down some sunflower seeds for the pigeons. It is not unusual but this was the first time that any, let alone 3 landed on my balcony. Immediately as I sat down, I realized that this was a very, clear, physical sign confirming a Spiritual Reality. For at least 30 years I have been living my life by these exact type of signs so I accept without questioning. They were black and white on a grey background which in itself was too cool. Black and white are all the colours and no colours (arguably true). Then I noticed that all three were pointing south which may also mean some energy or direction to the south. I have been thinking about Jamaica but they also were aimed a little towards New York so I am not sure. Then I realized that they were hour hands pointing at the time. As you can see, I got the clock out which in itself was unique because it is only out because I forgot to pack it. I want to forget about time these days. Its going too slow for me. So, the way I was sitting was how I read the time. The times were approximate but fairly accurate. The first was 10, the second was 8 and the third was 11. Okay then, this adds up to 11 and then 2. Bingo! I have been wishing for a Twin Flame and that takes two and I am on the 11th floor which is also more information and some think 11 is an important number. This was about as clear a sign as I ever get and I DO get direct downloads in the form of signs. AAAAAhhhhh!! too cool! Then, as if that wasnt enough, I went into my bedroom and there on my bed, beside the case I am using for paperwork during this current move was a little red Ladybug. OMG. Then I got the chill of the energy going in my back to my heart and then I knew something. I have been talking about and painting about and thinking about PASSION ever since I hit town 2 years ago. It seems to be lacking these days here-abouts. I even did a series of paintings and sculptures called Passion Visions which everybody liked so much that they all copied me. It was an extreme form of Intellectual Copyright violation, but hey, anything to get some Passion, right? They made money and I got a big ego boost, so all is fair in love and war and I took it on the chin and turned the other cheek. Big deal, they win and I lose. What else is new? Now, on one painting called Crazy Love I had little Ladybugs crawling across the painting from the upper tight corner to the lower left corner. Its a secret as to why but it has a lot to do with Crazy Love and the saying that stuck in my head and heart, was a feeling I had for all these women in this big city who have everything they want but they dont have love and without love, they can only get lust. Lust without love is not enough to make Passion and they all want Passion. Lust is a one night stand which is boringly predictable. Love is a life of boredom, but Passion is every night, all night and all day forever. I felt so sorry for all those women but all I could do was to capture their longing in a few sculpturized paintings and I will show you this one. I even found some women who actually experienced Passion and then it ran away. That screwed them up even worse than if they never experience Passion in the first place. It was all very sad and made me want to run away to the mountains and hide from their longing eyes. Did I say enough? Did I say too much? I stayed because I thought that out of all these 3 million women that I could find one for me but I was mistaken. It was weird but somehow, I ended up in the Ukraine of all places and that led me to New York and now I wait, because, apparently I am moving TOO fast. That seems to be a re-occuring theme in my life. What will happen? Some woman will be for me, hopefully. Maybe I found her and maybe she is just another wet dream. I am just a man looking for love and I lust for Passion so maybe some sweet little momma will cum my way and maybe not. Cest la vie, we will c, wont we…:) PS- I dont believe it. I forgot the s in lust and then I saw if I put the s in front of the l, I get slut. Yes, lusty girls are a little slutty and that makes perfect sense to me. A slut in our bed and an Angel in the parlour. I am laughing now. I am feeling good and could go on for hours, but, but, but, oh you understand. See you all in the future from a loving slut named Philip…:) I also threw in a picture of the Death Of Passion, which I never got time to finish It is all those little people and it may be hard to understand but here goes. The soldiers are carrying a big heart full of screws. The Screw head warriors screwed love to death and they are taking it to the alter of Lust to give their offering to their god. It will be in a small 3 gallon fish tank with little lights and they will be walking up a barren hill to an open grave to bury love. There will be 3 crosses in the background. I am dedicating it to all the Oligarchs and especially one of them…); When they are all finished, a few art galleries want them in a show, but I dont know, where Ill go. Maybe, I will ride away by myself and never return maybe…. maybe I will find Passion.
Posted on: Wed, 20 Nov 2013 15:42:54 +0000
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