The Tale Of Queenie's Somewhat Self-Realisation

good ol’ Queenie is on a Spiritual Journey.

there are plenty plenty plenty of names for God – the name i chose happened to be Krishna.
it kind of chose me.

have a seat, indulge in a biscuit & perk your ears, dearest Euphorian:
here’s the story…

liz [note; lowercase] was a girl.
she was a girl with a mom & a dad & a sister.
they were a family & if there ever were a more oddball combination it would be us.

the mom – virgo; which means modest, shy, meticulous, reliable, practical, diligent, analytical, fussy, worried

the dad – cancer; which means emotional, loving, imaginative, intuitive, shrew, cautious, protective, sympathetic, changeable, moody

the sister – generous, warm-hearted, creative, enthusiastic, broad-minded, expansive, faithful, pompous, patronizing, bossy, dogmatic

&…
then…

me – aquarius: friendly, humanitarian, loyal, honest, inventive, original, independent, intellectual, intractable, contrary, perverse, unpredictable, unemotional, detached

in a sense all these traits makes me all the more ideal for a relatively easy spiritual switch but, believe you me, i had the toughest time finding myself in a setting in which i didn’t feel i belonged.

Self-realisation or God-realisation isn’t for the faint of heart.

mind you, i’m not talking about my earthly family – we had our ups & down like most families do.
well… perhaps more so because we were such an immense astrological clash but… all in all, it was okay.
i used to think the clashes in my family were the cause of my immense unhappiness but, it turned out, it was a deep-seated disgust with the ignorant life i was living.

Queen’s referring to life on Earth – conditioning of the soul, authority, the constant judging, empty sensory pleasures, the never-ending suffering…
yes, okay, life [note; lowercase] is not shit & vomit all the time but, if you think about it, the moments of happiness we do experience are rather short-lived.
that’s why this life is referred to as Maya or Illusion.

you see, we live in a material world because we had a need to experience sensory pleasures.
Krishna, as the ever merciful Supersoul granted us humans exactly what we craved.

there’s a whole system for this.
it’s called Reincarnation – each living entity is granted a body exactly according to its desires at the time of death.
the whole system ranges from the aquatics who are the lowest, to the land lubbers to us.
humans.
& then… demigods & THEN Godhead.

there are hellish planets for hellish beings too: ghosts & demons.

“why can’t i experience all these beings, why can’t i see all of them?” i hear you ask?
it’s because our consciousness is limited – we have illusory energy covering our Spiritual Eyes.

as Queen has stated before – human existence is different from regular animal life.
we have a Higher Consciousness & it is intended solely for Spiritual Advancement.
you should read up about it in the Srimad-Bhagavatam or Bhagavad-gita.

so, basically, liz, that teeny weeny girlywhirl, unintelligently thought of half-assed ways to “end it all”.
these were thoughts in ignorance as we all know now that there is no end.
isn’t that uplifting?!
i don’t know about y’all but the very prospect that earth’s semi-radness isn’t the be-all end-all gets me all excited in the bones.

it all changed when my son was born.
Fenris.
he’s like an Angel that watches over Queendom.
he gave Queenie that spiritual kick in the butt she so desperately needed.
& in this completely new period of Queen’s life, she & her humble partner, Koos, embarked on a Mission.
this Mission was & still is to use our human intelligence to elevate our Consciousness to the Highest Degree & to eventually “return back home”.

because.
really.
we’re just a bunch of lost souls looking for our home.
i dare you to challenge me on that little niggle.

however;
REJOICE!
for Krishna is the bestest & he’ll give you the opportunity to reach His Platform if he deems you worthy.

everyone’s worthy, of course, but Krishna does not have Time for ignorant souls.
it is, therefore, up to them to use their Time wisely or slip down the ranks of Reincarnation.
if you’re reading this, you’re already deemed worthy enough to try & advance because you’re on the human platform.

remember, you are not your body, dearest Euphorian.
you are a Spiritual Spark & your body is a mere material vehicle.
once your body dies your soul will find another “body/home” until, eventually, it reaches the Ultimate Destination.

isn’t that just grand?

The Matter Of NOT Trying To Be Depressed

it’s dark outside.

it’s rainy & a strong wind is slithering between the castles in the mountains.
Queendom is bursting with electric anger & frustration.

you see, Queendom’s weather changes due to the Emotions of The Queen.
Queen’s fucked off.
at Material Life.

to give you a visual: a pen is being cut into paper, the force with which the writer writes [note; lowercase].

Queendom is a place in Liz’s Mind, a Euphorian who upgrades her soul in her mind.
basically, i’m building my Spiritual Abode.
this is the place where Liz feels safe & calm & in control.
many Earthlings often comment on my Spaced-Out-Ness.

well,

i’m in Queendom.
juuust figuring stuff out.

that’s the Occupation of The Queen.
she figures stuff out, or tries to, Day In & Day Out, Forever & a Day.
& whatever she figures out, she shares with Queendom.

EveryoneServesEveryone.
it's trial & error [note; lowercase].

SO,

it’s all gloomy & everyone seems to be unperturbed by this Sudden Mood falling over Queendom.
Liz’s Moods are literally like Shadows Falling Over Her Consciousness.
like, she can still kiiind of make out what’s going on, but not really so she just stumbles forth, acting irrationally.
it’s all very sad.

Queen is one of those Euphorians who tries to suck it up ‘cause she believes that “almal het hulle kak”.
this, however, is an Ineffective Way of Dealing With Emotions.
holding something in & brewing in its cess pool of shit is majorly unhealthy.

sooo, Queen’s been trying to Deal.
juuust Deal.

it didn’t work out.
Queen flipped out & acted all craaay.
some Euphorians who were in close proximity are still busy replacing windows & shiz because of hurricane gale force winds.

- is jy nog by? -

so, with The Depression Levels Peaking, Queendom was hit with The Proverbial Sack ‘o Shit.

…

bummer.
i was totally just recovering from my last bout of hate-fuelled sadness.
nice timing, Universe.
you rock so fucking hard.

anyway,
all’s starting to look peachy again.
Queen’s tryin’a get her Groove back.

today, while she was Exercising Her Butt Off [codename for: totally smashing my emotions with hard energy. [note: lower case]], she realised that the only way to be truly happy is to Not Give A Fuck About What Anyone Says/Thinks & to Use That Knowledge To Be Your Utmost Self.
she’s starting this business by wearing bright orange lipstick.
suck it, Man.

being depressed is like a fucking huge hellcat floating in your living room.
it gives you the heebie jeebies.

so, you need to fetch a broomstick & hit ‘em in the tummy tum.

daai scum.

The Tale of How Queendom Came About

so, y’all know that human film, Inception?
well, that’s pretty much how Queendom came about.

here’s the story, perk your ears;

there was this girl, Liz, who was a human in her then current Cosmic Situation.
she went by her day, as we do.
she ticked off her human achievements – get born, be chill for 7 years, start a grab towards knowledge but with no formulated plan, get confused…

BEWILDERED.

that’s right – Liz was confused as fuck & she didn’t know whichwhatway.

thoughts were thought.
& thoughts became more thoughts.

&… then…

thoughts turned into Dreams.

Liz started building a world in her Mind.

[the Mind is a Transcendental Tool]

Landscapes started shaping – rolling hills of green, littered with flowers, colourful as sin & tall trees creaking with ancient wisdom.

all of a sudden there were footpaths on which horse-driven coaches delivered their guests unto valleys containing waterfalls, caves, streams & ample Mythological Life.

the Inhabitants of Queendom hailed themselves Euphorians, for indeed!
it was true –
Queendom was a place of happiness, unending!

then, of course, there was the mystical, glorious & ever so majestic Castle.

the Castle is a sight to behold –
several pointed towers beam through pale clouds in a still grasp towards the sky,
windows, slim & tinted with a colour like wine, act like eyes, knowing.
the grounds are green & filled with jest & extravagant winged creatures flying by & by.
then, there’s a room, oh so luxurious, where a Queen spends her time overlooking a Paradise, glowing.

make no mistake – every Euphorian living & serving [Serving Others Ensures A Humble Life] in Queendom lives in blissful luxury.
so, thus, the Castle contains many many many a room for Euphorians to exist peacefully & without disturbance.
HOWEVER, should a Euphorian feel so inclined to NOT stay in the Castle, they are toootally welcome as well.
that’s why there are a whole couple of villages within The Woods of Queendom.
each village has a tribe leader kinda guy/girl & Queen trusts them to manage themselves without her worrying too much about them.

i mean, that’s exactly how Queendom WORKS.
everyone functions on the knowledge that every single Euphorian is capable of looking after themselves.
it’s only when people are incapable of looking after themselves that things fuck out.
like, say, don’t operate machinery when you’re intoxicated – it’s fairly obvious.
don’t do it.
&, in Queendom, the Euphorians GET that.

that’s one of the reasons coaches are employed – 1. not to die in a car crash & 2. because it’s much more scenic & chill taking a coach & ultimately, 3. because horses are pretty cool.

there are, however, always a couple of crapheads who have it in their will to contaminate Queendom.
these Ignorant Folk are always captured & promptly hauled away to a place called Ochre Crescent.

Ochre Crescent is a town built in the crater of The Comet That Nearly Fucked Queendom Sideways.
[i’m speaking in metaphors here, people – see if you can figure it out ;]]
so, yes, it’s pretty logical to build a place of complete & utter banishment IN the cause of a previous eff-up.
#seewhatididthere [via @belindametb]

Ignorant Folk are humans & lower lifeforms who are UNAWARE OF THEIR COSMIC SITUATION & CHOOSE TO ENGAGE IN ANIMALISTIC/DEMONIC ACTIVITIES.
that kinda shit won’t fly in Queendom, so, they get banished.

& Queen won’t bat an eyelid because, honestly, she’s doing her life right now – she really can’t worry her little noggin about folks doing retarded things.

so, ja, that’s how Queendom was found.
Liz touches back on earth as a human from time to time but she sends her regards as she’s perfectly content in Queendom with the Euphorians.

& she loves you & you & you.
x

Poetry - The Massacre & Street King

because Queen has so many poems locked away & gathering dust, she decided to unveil them to Queendom.
these were written in the period between 2005 - 2007 [in human terms].
every now & then Queen will add two poems to her Inscriptions.
here are the first two:

The Massacre

A trail of red follows the man
Who drags a piece of limp
A bag of eyes are watching
The massacre; the bereavement of an innocent

A hanging in a store
The backroom scented with demise
A laceration, unfathomable
Carved into the flesh

A bare mass of muscle
Skin the swine, he said
A pool of life
It need not be, he said

A customer, gleeful and grinning
Takes a package, vacuum-packed
A butcher, blade still in hand;
‘That’ll be fifty-six ninety’

_____________________________

Street King

Red,

The colour of his throne,
The crate which supports his mass

Also,

The colour of his vacant eyes

The blind chap enthralls passersby
With cries of concord;
A trickle of content
For the unsatisfied core

It jingles in our ears
But affects our sight

And this,
Is how we become his minions,
And he remains the king of his empire;
A can of coins clasped in his hand.

The Adventure of Oppikoppi AKA The Happy Blur

Super Evil.
the track playing in Queendom at the mo & pretty much how the Day went down here too.

you see, Queendom & The Euphorians visited the much famed Oppikoppi this past Week-End & the whole of Paradise is more or less paralysed &or brainless because of the 4 Day Extravaganza.
it’s The Day After Koppi.

it started out with an airport visitationstation to collect @adoneandthesky’s bro, Eduan.

[ag fok, daar mors ek tee op my keyboard.]

insert Aandklas & a couple of beers & Queen runs into Hanu.
this was radical because we had confirmed to meet at koppi & hadn’t anticipated to see each other so soon.
Queen was once an avid myspace user [abuser] & that’s where they “met” & became pseudo [online] buddies.
it’s kind of awesome to know him IRL too.

he also saved me as “Liz MAL” on his phone.
i’m still not quite sure what to think about that.
side eye, Hanu, side eye.

so, anyway, frick!

we roll down the highway, Pie & Play & various other foodstuffs/campshit in our car vicinity.

We Arrive.
in the process of finding a spot/setting up our tent, Queen was called Lady Gaga [lady gawgaw in some accents – note; lower case] dos times.
i’ll take it.

Right Off The Bat The Drama Llama paid Queendom a visit.
what a harsh to my mellow.
sheesh.
we won’t go into that.

after all the commotion Queen was pretty much drunk/high/wired from start to finish.
eeexceleeent.
tbh, i really can’t remember much of the first day except running into an extremely happy @NatalieRoos every now & then [winkwink] & laughing my Proverbial Ass off with Judy & Korean [Karien] in a hammock.
everything was funny as fuck & a paradise-esque blur, basically.

@belindmetb made it pretty apparent after the first night that #tRons was about to consume our every being.
& wasn’t THAT the truth!

after consuming the entire globe’s Red Bull & Tequila, Queen didn’t #tRons… she WAS tRonsed.

the first brainmelt/bodyassault was provided by @HAEZER.
a shitload of epilepsy inducing strobes & craycray electro madness.
weirdly enough, Judy & i were right in front with our tRonsfists air-punching & completely missed @adoneandthesky & @belindametb who were, apparently, right in front too.

another EPIC highlight was experiencing @phfat for the second time evhur.
holyshitfuckballs.
having only seen them twice Queen can’t say she was disappointed & tbh, she probs won’t evhur be.
These Three Guys, Mike, Disco & Narch are The Cream of the Crop in SA & Queen’s pretty effing sure the rest of Earth will agree.

other rad-io acts i managed to catch was Gemma Ray, Mind Assault, @dyof & The Narrow & Dead Alphabet.

in between Judy & i spoke to a so-called “wise-guy/photog” but i managed to beat him with my wise-ness & i wasn’t even trying.
we spoke to sooo many effing drunk randoms & got to know their backgrounds.
Filed Under – Useless Fucking Info.

i failed on Billy Talent because by Day 3 my body felt like it had been hit with a million hammers with spikes WITH spikes all at once.
according to a Couple of Euphorians i didn’t miss much.

i also took mid-day naps much to the dislike of Two Very Drunk & Possibly High Euphorians.
the one’s name was Tert [no lies] & the other’s name was Adriaan a.k.a. AquaMan.
they took it upon themselves to keep me awake by talking all kinds of funny shit.
Queen didn’t mind – they were pretty cool.

every single Euphorian known to man also managed to point out that My Tent was falling apart.
my excuse was that “drunk people keep falling over it at night – it’s not my fault.”
that excuse didn’t work.
Queen was lazy as effffff to fix it & by Monday Morning she woke up with a tent on her face.
i reeeally walked into that one.

all in all it was a pretty sweet experience – the only downside was NOT BEING ABLE TO BREATHE for the duration of it.
yes, Queen’s The Dork With Allergies.

Queen’s back in her Castle & Life’s Okay – we’re not feeling quite hundreds yet.
memorable.
BUT
glad that it’s over.

sue me.

The Matter of Humans & Dead Dogs

“who’s first words were ‘can i take your order?’”
that’s Patrick asking Spongebob those very words.
it’s actually quite relevant to this Inscription because today The Queen’s sitting on Her Balcony sipping on a White Russian & Contemplating things.
things which are “humans & dead dogs”.

she’s listening to Poeticat, an “experimental/acoustic/lyrical” outfit.
basically like poetry being “rapped” over folky melodies.
it’s Beautiful & it’s possibly also influencing The Queen’s State Of Mind.
P.S. Catherine Martindale, you’re incredibly glorious in Doing What You Do.
an example of an Effing Cool Euphorian.
take notes, Children.

because, you see The Queen learns constantly.
sometimes She thinks she knows everything but She hardly knows Everything.
you know? ;]
it’s when you think you know Everything that you get Smacked At The Back Of The Head.
it’s when you think you know everything that you Slip Down Into Ignorance.

so, sometimes, that’s what happens to The Queen.
& it happens to every single Euphorian living in Queendom too, because, after all, when all Alternate Dimensions are removed we are… human [note; lower case] in This Life.

but that’s what being Human [note; uppercase] means.
there are animals & then there are Humans.
what’s the difference?
a Higher Consciousness.
so, wouldn’t you say that having a Higher Consciousness means that you as Human have an Obligation to transcend all animalistic behaviour [note; lower case] which concerns responding to the gross senses.

we also have the capacity to Enjoy on Another Level.

so, that’s what The Queen wants out of This Life – she wants to Enjoy & be Carefree of Woes which means that she has to Transcend Being Attached To Situations, People & Emotions.
funnily enough, She’s not attached to Condition Of Life but obviously prefers The High Life simply because why the hell not?
there’s no point in playing the martyr.

…
oh goodness.
I’m just having myself a Boards Of Canada Moment.
kay. done.

THUS,

that’s what causes The Queen’s utmost Downfall Via Ignorance – Attachment To Situations, People & Emotions.

these past couple of days – I don’t know how long it’s been – i’ve kind of been learning hard Lessons.
i mean, i’m not gonna go into them but it’s mostly about how i feel/interact/respond to Situations, People & Emotions.
my Karmic Path is The Way Of Release.
that is the Lesson i have to Learn & Apply in order to transcend material existence [note; lower case].
being weighed down is like having a dead dog on your shoulder talking to you.
you know it’s a load of shit but you listen anyway.

so, basically The Queen’s been Getting Rid Of Baggage.
She was locked up in The Library of Her Mind so that she could Focus & Bin Unwanted Thoughts & Memories.
well, it’s not so much binning as it is Accepting & Letting Go.
you know?
& while i might have been absent i sure as hell can tell you that i am a happier, peaceful person.
Queendom is Green & Sunny.

by Letting Go i’m literally lifting boulders off my Soul.
i feel lighter.
but i am learning – i’m not even close to being my utmost blissful self but i know how to get there, at least.
& that’s what keeps The Queen & Queendom & every Inhabitant going…
the mere idea that Queendom exists in a world free of Material Restraints.
& it’s always a party there.
always.

The Matter of Modes & The Adventure Of Monkey Island

it’s approximately in the vicinity of 4 o’ clock in the “afternoon” time-wise in Queendom.
The Soundtrack for this Inscription is Imogen Heap, Iron & Wine, Kate Havnevik & Pinback.
all these Bands/Musicianz are Quirky-Awesome-Chillvibez, a Music Genre in Queendom.

Queendom went through a bit of a dip [note; lower case] these past two weeks.
it’s because of The Queen – if the Queen lacks Emotional Swag, the whole of Queendom suffers because of it.
it’s pretty logical.
so, basically, The Queen experienced a Dip in Consciousness & slipped under The Control of The Modes Of Nature.
when this happens you have to submit to Karma, the no. uno Key Operator via The Modes of Nature, namely, Goodness, Passion & Ignorance.

luckily! The Queen only got entangled by the Karmic Repercussions of The Mode Of Passion.
one should nevereverever aspire to be under the Influence Of The Mode Of Ignorance.
this mode Illusions one COMPLETELY – like The Clouds covering Our Eyes & thus making us Not See The Sun but The Sun is Always Present whether you can See It Or Not.
like, not “getting” The Bigger Picture.

anyway, the point is:
The Queen was low on Energy, Inspiration, Transportation, Interest.
she let these Material Anxieties affect her Consciousness & quite honestly felt like a bit of a Demon.

Demons are entities operating IN FULL IGNORANCE.

it was quite kak.

BUT WHATEVZ, right?!

insert The Adventure of Monkey Island.
The Architecture set The Mood.
@adoneandthesky, @iaminsert, @setheron, ENA, JP & i entered a World of Theatrics & Musicalities.
filled with a sense of Wonder & Anticipation they set off on their Adventure…

The Queen almost felt At Home because of the SHEER epicness of this gorge Building.
lovely Staircases, high Ceilings, &… an Amphitheatre!
goodness me! it was like Falling In Love experiencing This Place via Space.
i saw past Its dilapidated Ceilings & Its desecrated Stage…
The Queen, instead, experienced, song, dance, audiences filling seats, actors pretending, applause, curtains…

this is why i, The Queen, have always felt that i might’ve been Royalty in past human lives [note; lower case].
i literally, visually, embark on this Journey when i experience anything remotely Belonging To That Era.

ANYWHOOO

we climb some stairs by playing Follow The Leader in The Dark.
The Queen is pretty blind when it comes to The Dark &things.

we proceeded to The Rooftop.
here @adoneandthesky, @iaminsert & a couple of Other Euphorians viewed Church Square from a whole other… almost “secret” Angle of Elevation.
The Queen was hiiigh in the Sky, once again, & this time it was Pattern Mania.
the cracks in the concrete, the repetition of the long, rectangular windows, the perfect placement of every street light.
it was Magical.


we while our Time away here, Taking Pictures in the Sky & Blazing In The Crisp Cold.

after this

we happen upon Festivities Galore – Mr. Sakitumi, Desmond & The Tutus [@setheron TOTALS won the bass guitar given away in an EPIC ching chong cha match] &…
OMG.
P.H.fat.
this is a band hailing from Cape Town in human terms [note; lower case].
description – bass, rap, experimental & in their own words “psychodelic”.
i find their custom word most descriptive because this is what happened to Queen Lizdom under the chaoticyetchill, voodoo-esque, inyourface spell of P.H.fat:

initially i was like… “kay, i’ve never experienced these dudes. let me give ‘em a chance.”
& chance-worthy they are indeed!
before The Queen knew it she & all the other Euphorians were reduced to bodies Droppin’ It & Keepin’ It Sick.
“I even recall PJ KOTZE stating “dis fokken AWESOME!!!”.
their Rhymes are impeccable, flowing easily & meshing at just the right level of grooving… in a Thug way, of course.
their beats stir your soul & almost “commands” your body, dictating its movements.
they. literally. blew. my. fuckin’. mind.
another factor which definitely enhanced The Queen’s experience of these Talented Euphorians was being Tuned In at exactly the right Frequency of Space.
[winkwink]
here’s a fuckin’ Low Five [‘cause that’s how imagine P.H.fat rolls] for you Dudes.
you deserve World Fame.
& you need to gig with Black Pimp’n Jesus.
#justsaying.

it was a Night Worth Remembering.
liefde vir jou, nag!

meanwhile, in Real Time, Queendom has opened its Doors to HANNAH FINN, an American from The San Francisco Area.
in just Two Days JUDY makes her Presence Known.
it’s gonna be a darling Winter in Queendom…