this is a PRE-APOCALYPTIC DOCUMENT for a post-industrial, peak-information age, chaos world. (*Art. *Photography. *Writings. *Weird Esoteric Knowledge): I'm a waking dreamer with my two feet firmly grounded in a sense of history and tradition. I'm a frustrated outsider always in love with something just out of reach while always trying to remain fresh and alive. These primal urges that drive me help in celebrating my humanity in this silly wanderlust circus called life that detours to the unknown. Remember to show your support for the artist.
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That Look. Obsession with a particular female look, bordering on a fetish. My personal Tulpa.

"Once the tulpa is endowed with enough vitality to be capable of playing the part of a real being, it tends to free itself from its maker’s control. This, say Tibetan occultists, happens nearly mechanically, just as the child, when his body is completed and able to live apart, leaves its mother’s womb.” The word Tulpa is from the Tibetan language and refers to any entity that attains reality solely by the act of imagination. The entity is created entirely within the confines of ones own mind, not drawn out, written down or even verbally described. If its creator wishes, this “Tulpa Creation” may become physical reality through intense concentration and visualization. However, care must be taken to only bring to reality what is beneficial to the world, lest it’s destruction becomes more problematic than its creation.