After reading The Third Mind by Brion Gysin and William Burroughs I thought I’d try my hand at it. The technique uses cut-ups and involves taking texts, cutting the pages, and then rearranging and combining the pieces to form new narratives. I used some of my own spontaneous prose which I cut up and made this.
Doors flower here, my secret parents told me a long time ago.
I was standing outside the driftwood gate near the rusting letter box.
Yes, the one where the letters you sent me didn’t arrive.
Heart trip blue, harbouring despair – smoke symbol outside the drift wood gate near the mountain top.
A show of innocence, Earth moments, Venus breaths and Martian chaos.
A smoke journey, a curling language, a wording made of clip clap foot steps and sacred sighs …
Sadness in the sky, blue Trumpet Justice.
Into the losing night light
he raised the candle
tattooed snow
cobra fish moon mind and my moon vision.
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Thank you for visiting Journeys and Star Gazing. Here there's stories of my various journeys, some inner but mostly outer; photos, song lyrics, poems, astrological readings and interpretations, I Ching speculations, quotes from people I admire and some cool graphics. There are reflections and archival material on various human rights campaigns I have been involved in over the years. With these, some have a "Star Gazing" interpretive filter. 
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