I doing readings today! I love doing readings!

I'll be doing Psychic Readings today at the Tyme Gallery here in Havertown, PA
http://www.tymegallery.com/

The fun starts at 11AM and goes till 4PM.

I'm really excited to be doing this again for the 3rd year straight (well gayly forward).

Update on Harry's customer.

This is what I wrote to him:

Hi XXXXXXX,

I’m fine thanks for asking.

I cannot in good conscience help you ruin your life by casting that type of spell. Full on Manipulation via magic has always backfired on the caster typically destroying everything good in their lives. What you’ve done already seems to have sealed YOU to HIM not the other way around. Please end this spell and move on to someone who actually loves you for you and not for some power you have over them.

Love and Lightning,

Grimm

This is his reply to me:

your right, thanks so much sometimes, we need another positive energy to return us back to sanity

much love

have a blessed week

I'm feeling much better about this now.

John and the Media server from Heck! (OooooOOoo Spooky)

John is a computer/technology geek supreme. I love it as i am almost retro-technology inclined. I have trouble getting pens that click to work.
He created this amazing (ly complicated) server for the media center he hopes to someday have. We have hundreds of DVDs and tens of thousands of music files on the primary media server and he created a smaller unit to turn the TV into a computer system all it's own. He was trying to tweak the system so that the volume could be controlled using the wheel on the mouse where right now it's controlled via the keyboard.

He found some programs online and wound up getting a virus on the TV server and his desktop.  Taking care of the virus was no big deal once he talked to the tech guys at work but trying to get the sound to sync with the video was frustrating him. He likes to listen to things really loudly while I'm not fond of loud noises (music is the one exception but only certain musics). I turned the sound down and he got a hair up his ass and all grumpy and walked out of the room. I know he's stressed but hell I just wanted to not hear the TV so loud, it was unnecessary. He was non-communicative until morning and I still think he needs to apologize to me for being a bit of a prick.

I'm an inconsiderate douche bag.

John doesn't ask much from me. He has every right to but he doesn't. When I walk the dogs in the morning I sometimes forget to pick up the poop and then I get stupid and let it pile up. This wouldn't be SO bad if it was all on our lawn but Ginny won't poop for me on our lawn only on the lawn next to us (we have a duplex) and while no one lives there at the moment the buy next door looks after the lawn and he's a huge ass. Well I forgot to clean up after Ginny and he must have found the poop before I got out to clean it up (it was there maybe a half hour). He decided to dump it at our front door and John saw it before I cleaned it off the step.

Now John counts on me to clean up after the dogs and I really need to be better at it, right now he's really pissed at me and has every right. So yes I'm a douche bag.

Strange dreams last night.

I kept fantasizing I was in a drag show called 'Whatever Happened to Baby Sane?'. in it I was a grown up child star who didn't fair to well in life and was touring telling people the most absurd Hollywood gossip I could think up.

That lead me into a shamanic walk and it was very cool. I saw a tee pee very clearly and out of a hole in the side was metal tracks conveying stone blocks in pairs. The stones were white but not glossy. I entered through the opening that the tracks used and everything was bigger and more real. I had left the dream world behind and stepped into true reality. I walked among huge butterflies along a stream and looked at myself in the water. I seem to be taking on aspects of where I journey now because I was more Faerie looking and less human. as soon as I saw my reflection I knew I had seen what I needed to see and returned to the Baby Sane dream. I wonder what's coming my way?

One of my favorite websites.

http://freedocumentaries.org/index.php Free Documentaries is wonderful. I have seen some really thought provoking movies.
Right now I'm watching Sicko, Michael Moore's wonderful doc on American health "care". this morning i watched "Orwell is spinning in his grave" a doc about how the media and big business are attempting to take over the American people via mass media messaging and subverting the truth.

http://www.snagfilms.com/ is also a great place to find docs.

This is why I left Harry's Occult shop.

I received this email yesterday and was so enraged I almost called this a-hole up and read him the riot act. Instead I just told him NO.

"i hope all is well, with u. i need some help. i need some resources to strengthen my relationship, with my friend: he is on a travel job comes home 1 weekend a month, i need something to make him think only of me. i have found out that he did come home a weekend but did not come see me. This i dont want to ever happen again. to be honest i want him obsessed with me. what can i do. i stop burning the pink & red candles that xxxx use to make for me from harrys. i have a seal with a piece of his clothes buried in my front yard, that seems to keep him coming back, He moved most of his stuff in my house, but i need something stronger & more powerful. What can i do, or can u direct me to someone who will not judge (u no the life style & not cost me a fortune) to assist me in the matter?

any suggestions would be greatly appreciated." 

Can you imagine? This is the kind of idiot I had to make magic spells for and the kind of reason. I left a stain on my soul that took me years to get rid of. 

I'm going (Not) so slightly mad.

I haven't had a steady job in like 6 or 7 years now. I can't seem to catch a break in any field I have any qualifications in and as I reach beyond middle age the jobs are drying up faster than the fluid in my joints. I have no access to my own money and no real choices in anything John and I do because I don't feel right making demands when I can't pay for anything. For someone who already suffers from depression this sucks a huge big greasy nasty Republican (I can't complain about it sucking dick cause I LIKE to suck dick).
I just have no idea what to do anymore. My lack of enthusiasm has me paralyzed so bad I can't get myself to do the laundry.

An Open Letter to Those who Hate me and my people.

To Whom it may Concern,

I understand that you are stupid and hate filled and unworthy of my notice, but I honestly need to address your shit. You need to understand that I am not a part of your faith. I couldn't give less of a fuck about Jesus or Mohammad or any of the multitude of fucking stupid religious jackasses (I'm looking at YOU Pope) that you all think hate me for my ability to love. Yes you hate me because I CAN LOVE. I have no prejudices against who I can and can't love. I don't let others dictate to me what love is and I sure as hell don't care about who you all love.
I do take offense at you attempting to dictate to me who it's appropriate for me to love and wrapping that opinion in your personal version of morality that I personally find immoral. I also take offense at your attacks on other people who are just trying to live their lives as best they can. If you don't believe in abortion then DON"T HAVE ONE, but to try to tell a woman they have to have a child because they made the mistake of having unprotected sex or is the victim of a rape, that's just amazingly stupid and beyond my ability to tolerate.

Well you have pissed me off and I'll not be quiet anymore. You have been warned.

Love and Lightning,
Joe Leven

I have the gay.

Yesterday was "National Coming Out Day" and Well I have to confess that I am a homosexual man. I know it's a huge shock to you all. It's a wonderful thing to be able to celebrate our pride and wonderfully empowering.

Today is a much more sober day. Today is the anniversary of the death (Murder) of Matthew Shepard. I remember when I first heard about his death, how I just couldn't wrap my mind around the evil. I wondered even back then if I shouldn't be looking at another country to live in.
Now we have a group of kids killing themselves because of bullying and the Christian Right ramping up their hatred openly and I ask myself again, Why do I stay here?
Of course money is a major factor. I have none and you need money to do anything in this world. But I have another issue. I'm sick of running from them. I'm sick of hiding and avoiding them.

Inspiration Monday 10/04/2010

many years ago when I was on Tribe, I wrote this because of a lucid dream I had and all this spider nonsense brought it to my head. Ladies and Laddies, I give you...

When the Love Spider dances…

I spoke to Mother Spider this morning. I asked her for the help of her children of the interwebs. I have seen so much hurt and so many people with pain in their hearts that I was left in tears. I said to Mother Spider who is one of the wisest of all the spirits and said I have a plan to spread Joy and The healing touch of Love. 
I asker her if she could allow her children to carry a gift of pure universal love to everyone who receives an email or message or reads this posting today and for all time after. Her many eyes glowed at my heart felt gift for all of mankind and I felt myself bitten by the tiniest of mouths and looking at my palm I realized there was a small spider who was now dancing drunkenly on my palm. The small gray spider turned red and pink as it swirled and weaved its dance of love. I brought it up to my mouth and carefully kissed its tiny head and watched it leap in bliss into my computer. I can still feel the webbing its soft pink ecstasy binding me to the internet today. 
So when you feel the love enter your life today don’t give it another thought but just dance whatever little dance you might want and know that the Love Spider has entered to offer you nothing but the love of all the universe. It wants nothing from you, only that you allow love into yourself in AbunDance and then spread the love to all of those around you. For love will heal our world in ways that all of the talking in recorded time will not. So dance little spider of Love, dance and wheel and spin.

Of spider bites and idiots on parade.

Well as if I didn't need any MORE reasons to have spiders it appears that my recent bout of Cellulitis was actually an infected spider bite. It must have happened on the Tuesday we were in Provincetown because even though I didn't see the bug or feel the bite I remember having heart palpitations and heavy sweating that night and the next day my ankle was headed to the size of an elephants foot.
After our travels and my self imposed torment so that we could see the places we were thinking of starting the commune on.
Well all we really did was allow me to get sicker so by the time we got home I was honestly ready to go to the E.R. I had already had an apt with my doctor the next day and John wanted me to wait another day and see what the doctor said. The doctor looked at my leg and called me an idiot. I couldn't defend myself because I had been an idiot, I put John's needs before my own health like I tend to do. I have a long history of this, there is even a time when we had a fuck buddy over and I was so sick I stayed in one of the spare rooms while they had fun. Unfortunately I was so sick I started to projectile vomit and started choking on it and when I called out weakly for John's help he was too busy and load to hear my calls even though I was just a door away. But the past is the past and I really need to forgive both him and myself for that.

Once on the antibiotics and (really good) pain killers I started to recover but I was (am still) weak and unable to balance myself but as the swelling started to subside I could see were the twin puncture's had filled with the infection and were now oozing puss. I know enough about first aid to bandage my wounds and use a ichthammol ointment to help draw out the toxins. so as of today I'm doing pretty well but I still have some of the poison in me and really want to squish every spider I see but I'm a good man and will hold back my wrath... for NOW.