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Love’s Supreme Desire Tabloid, December 2000
Love’s Supreme Desire Tabloid, in publication since 1995, is a free internet-based
more-or-less-monthly publication written by Blue, aka Bluebird. This publication
is enjoyable read by Agnes or Fred in Simpletext. Submissions are welcome.
Feel free to forward the tabloid to any interested parties. For more info,
write bluemoor@earthlink.net or check out the eGroup at http://www.egroups.com/group/LovesSupremeDesireTabloid
Join the new LovesSupremeDesireTabloid eGroup if you want more frequent and
intimate email from me and others and a more interractive, space age eGroup
(soon to merge with Yahoo Clubs) environment. All of the Tabloids starting
with January 2000 are now posted to the group, as well as other writings,
pictures, and there are currently 24 members. If you decide to join, I’d
suggest unsubscribing from this list to avoid duplicate mailings.
There is a photo of me at the eGroup, which was taken by
Jim Hankle http://hometown.aol.com/mijsf39/myhomepage/index.html
OK so I went a little crazy with the eGroups, I just started one for Show
Show, the comedy series we've been putting together over the past few years.
We just finished our second 24 minute episode. This space is very new so
there's not much here right now, but in the future there will be clips, stills
and insider indie-video production dish (http://www.egroups.com/group/ShowShowFanClub).
Thanks, Show Show: Eric Dominguez, Jim Jeske, Mark Kliem, Lars Micha, Blue
Moor, Pony, Pete and others
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12/02 8:21 pm
I just posted this to the new eGroup:
“Hey, thanks for checking out this club. I'm so psyched to see that there
are new members, and this is only the second (actually the first) day of
the egroup. I'm hoping this egroup will provide for a more interractive form
of virtual communication than the old e-mail message format of the LSD Tabloid,
which sort of went
out into space to people I knew and/or loved as well as other people who
were just email addresses to me. Here, there are member profiles and pictures
and just a greater feeling of being able to possibly get to know someone,
or just reaching out to a larger group of people from all over the world,
so that is exciting for me. I just sort of threw this eGroup together on
the spur of the moment smoking a bowl last night (until 3 AM) but it's actually
something I've wanted to do for a long time, that is to have a
Love's Supreme Desire webpage. But this environment feels so much more interesting
and alive to me than a static web page. Anyway, I'm psyched to be here and
I'm psyched that you're here. I am open to comments or questions about the
tabloid or anything contained therein. I also encourage people to post their
own journal entries, spiritual/sexual/magickal experiences, poetry, whatever.
I may occasionally ask to publish your material in the email version of the
Tabloid, of course respecting your privacy and
copywrite protection. This is the virtual version of the artists collective
that I envisioned when I started the Love's Supreme Desire XXX collective
back in 1995. So this club is not just about me and my writings, it's very
much about us and whatever we create together in a loving way, putting good
energy out into the world. I should have the next Tabloid out before too
long. Tonight I'm off to work the door at a bear party. Wishing you the best,
Blue”
So that explains why the new format. I hope you like it.
Ohmigod life is too much fun by far
After years of contending with residual Catholic guilt,
I’ve finally embraced my sexual/spirituality in a very deep way. The details
of this manifestation are not something that I want to write about in this
forum, but those of you who know me personally in San Francisco know what
I’m talking about. What can I say? I reach an ecstatic spiritual state and
consciously channel love energy into the world when I’m being sexual. It
seems to be my niche, my specialty, my role in life. How much is too much?
I don’t know, but I play safe and give up my actions to the Universe in a
spirit of channeling more love and light into the world, and I keep being
drawn into what I call the Temple of Priapus.
Priapus is a lesser Greek god of fertility (associated
with Pan). The phrase keeps on going through my head, it’s something that
clicks with me. I’m not saying I’ve literally joined some sort of cult of
Priapus but my actions are in line with the worship of fertility, and this
is one of the most ancient forms of spirituality. Enough about that for now,
but I feel like I had to say something about it because it’s such a tasty
part of my life.
I wrote the above lines after a night of unprecedented
revelry at the 14th st house on Thanksgiving night. I was feeling elated
and liberated and free, channeling love energy. A day or two passed before
I had an uninspiring blow-n-go trick with some guy I met on Yahoo, and then
I had to deal with shitty energy for a few days. Now I’m feeling all excited
about the new format, and here just a month or so ago I was talking about
dropping the Tabloid altogether. Life is weird like that.
12/05 8:37 PM
Right now I’m watching the old “Rudolph the Red-nosed
Raindeer” classic Christmas show with Burl Ives as the banjo-playing, singing
snowman narrator. Yukon Cornelius is fighting the abominable snowman. I’m
kind of a sucker for Christmas, I know that’s not very pagan PC but for me
it’s not about the whole Jesus thing so much as it is about the lights, the
tinsel, the hanging out with friends eating food, getting a bit tipsy, giggling,
having fun. I love Christmas carols, love putting up the tree.
This time of year is even more fun now that I’m into the solstice and recognize
the energies there and have all that Christmas fun plus the usual ecstatic
pagan revelries.
12/09 10:35 PM
I’m staying home and it’s Saturday night. There was a
big pansexual party happening but I wasn’t in the mood. I have to work tomorrow
at 7:30 AM anyway. I was just watching “White Christmas” and now I’m watching
the original version of “The Fly.” My big cat is sitting next to me giving
me little bites every once in a while so I’ll give him some lovin. Last week
we finally got our silver Christmas tree up, it’s a three feet tall one we
got at WalGreen’s a few years ago. We also finally fixed our fiber optic
Christmas tree. Now if I could just get in the mood to shop and do all of
that shit. I know I don’t have to but I want to get some stuff for my family
at the very least; it’s only once a year.
12/15/00 7:11 PM
My work week is halfway thru, it's been a good week. Sunday
night I met up with Jim Hankle (see links, files at http://www.egroups.com/group/LovesSupremeDesireTabloid)
and Howard and did the photography thing and it went well, although we decided
not to work together on this project. Jim and I will continue to do our photo
sessions. I had so much fun I ended up crashing there, then spent the next
day cowriting, performing and assisting Lars while he edited a new scene
for Show Show. It turned out well. We're happy because it replaces a scene
that we decided we liked in some ways but really disliked in others, while
preserving some of the funny bits from the first skit. In the new scene I'm
channeling Edith Massey, playing myself as a mad diva killing off the other
members of "Show Show" one by one. I felt really stiff during the shoot but
I guess it turned out OK. It's hard to be objective about it. I enjoy watching
myself on video just because it's such a trip. It's hard to explain. I mean
where else do you get to observe yourself, let alone observe yourself trying
to be funny, or channel some weird character? I Find the whole process of
creating Show Show to be very fun and more fulfilling than any other project
I have undertaken. I just love hanging out with Lars, Eric and Mark and putting
something together, causing people to laugh. Laughter is such beautiful energy.
I didn't leave their house until around 9 Monday night, then I went over
to Marty's for the tail end of yoga, potluck, Voyager, and two episodes of
the Simpson's (my favorite show of all time). That night I went over to Stuart
and John's place in Oakland (where I may be going tonight). Stuart is the
"instructor" at the Monday night yoga class and he and John are really cool
and sweet. I drove with John in a big yellow PENSKE truck out to Montana
to the Rainbow gathering in Montana this past summer and we had a blast.
The next day a bunch of us went to see "Best in Show" (my second time), which
is one of my favorite new movies. It's so funny! Then we went to Ocean Beach
with Haia and I came home and did a load of laundry. I hate doing stinky
boring heavy laundry so I got really stoned and waited til the last minute
before the "last load" at 6 PM. I put my laundry in two machines, set it
all up and ran back home (around the block) to compulsively check my email
and watch TV until I had to go back to the laundromat. When I got there I
discovered one load of laundry finished and ready to go into the dryer, one
empty machine finishing up its run, and a still machine full of dry dirty-ass
clothes. I felt pretty dumb but laughed it off and then wondered if I smoke
too much pot. I can’t remember what I decided.
More likely than not, it's just that I was thinking so
much that night, processing all the stuff that happened in the past few days,
tripping on another Bush becoming President, Christmas coming up, stuff at
work, just thinking so hard I wasn't in the moment. This time of year is
stressful for me, but anyway it's all a state of mind, it doesn't have to
be stressful. Wednesday was a shitty day at work, Wednesdays are my Mondays
so I’m usually all weekend-minded, distracted and crabby until the second
day of the work week. That night I went over to Marty’s and watched TV and
cuddled with friends. Thursday I went to the weekly Show Show meeting at
Lars’ and then came home and hung out with Owie.
Tonight I’m not sure what I’m doing after this, it may
be a stay-at-homer or I may hook up with some friends. Tomorrow is the big
Solstice Party, which is sure to be scandiferous and magickal. So anyway
all’s well here, I’m enjoying hosting the new eGroup but it’s brought up
all kinds of ego questions for me, like for a few days there when the number
of members froze at 19. I started checking the club all the time for new
members, thinking, I’ll never get another member, I’m the only one posting,
I’m such a loser. Then I had to start letting go of the whole thing, remembering
that this is not about me and my ego, it’s just about wanting to put something
out there, some of my life, my truth. If people connect with it, cool. It’s
not a numbers game.
Tabloid Tarot
I am using the Aleister Crowley Thoth deck of tarot cards, and refer to an
excellent book called "The tarot handbook: practical applications of ancient
visual symbols," by Angeles Arrien, Arcus Publishing Company, 1987. I will
do a three-card spread representing past, present, and future. I’m never
sure if this is a general reading (for the readers) or for myself, but I
suppose it’s always a bit of both. The reading is as follows:
PAST: IX, The Hermit (here I am being a hermit right now)
“Represents the universal principle of completion, contemplation
and introspection.” Sure sounds like it’s talking about me here now, completing
the December LSD Tabloid...
PRESENT: Ace of Cups, “is the open heart, the trusting heart, the spiritual
heart... the capacity to express accurately feelings that are experienced
internally.” This is my aspiration.
FUTURE: Three of Cups, “is abundance. This is the abundant communicating
heart.” It’s trippy, or is it just me, how much this reading seems to be
talking about me, right now, writing the Tabloid. It’s cool when tarot readings
are so clear like that. I wish you a Merry Whatever and a Happy New Year.
Namaste, Blue
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