Poetic Lick :P

Conception - Shaun Delage

I look around and wonder at all the pain and oppression.
Seems the going intellectual notation is suppression.
Fuelled by ignorance and aggression.
Wanting more in this society and a natural progression.
I make it my beautiful little obsession.
Otherwise collectively we will all die of depression.
Wanting to creatively alter my own expression.
Facing this darkened deception.
Only wanting in the process my own redemption.
Having a deeper love for affection.
While others focus on their own perfection.
Let us all be characters in our own ascension.
Blasting out of this realm into the other dimension.

- Shaun Delage

Aristocratic trends in fashion - Shaun Delage

The lace and ruffles of the spirit
entwined in nature of the most natural and present realms known to exist
in our most glorious century of pacifism.
so casually seated on her horse and carriage
she is a sight to be beheld in beauty,
for the being is understandable at most,
to a more inclined stature of self.
The informative life of inclusion of love
I look at her breast
and I look at her neck
then my eyes drift to scan her beautiful self as a whole being of life
energy and upliftment to all in a needing society
for wondrous involvement of a life I once knew without her.

- Shaun Delage

FeRRet guRu - Shaun Delage

Enmorph me into my next vibe.
Entrance me into my next situation.
Allure of the ones that govern.
I want to be like them.
I think not.
A life of emptiness.
No happiness.
Your face turns ugly.
At least with me I can trance somebody in a single look.
Why age.
Why defeat.
Why abuse.
When you can be free?
The game would have one believe.
That with so much money you will be free.
Like a cheat code in any virtual game.
It gets very boring after about three weeks.
When you have four hundred and ninety million virtual dollars,
And only about four hundred things to buy.
You have options open, to torture, to fetish, to hurt.
I like my life... Simple, to the point, exploratory.
I am not hoodwinked.
I am not haunted by paralysis.
I am not of a collective mindset.
I don’t live in a prison,
I have a guarded yet sincere personality.
I offer my smile willingly to those deserving.

- Shaun Delage

TickyPan - Shaun Delage

I swim past the oceanic green hue in Cannes.
Working on a hawt and seductive natural tan.
Boyishly cute my next endeavour is in Milan.
I fly through the day and night like a sort of batman.
But, still stuck around people on the level of a caveman.
I look into my eyes in the mirror and see an iridescent cyan.
Outrunning and outgunning the ugliness of a corrupted lawman.
I still take time to ride him, like a stuntman.
I hear of, in the distance a sort of paranoia about the Taliban.
Thinking all in all... it is all about the man to man.
I know I am going to be a self made super span.
Wearing the tights of the super sexy and elite Spiderman.
I walk through the earth like a supersized shy lamb.
I know deep down inside I am just another angry young man.

- Shaun Delage

1 that is Mated - Shaun Delage

My theory sometimes goes into the sphere of being faded.
I walk with two feet and two arms, somewhat jaded.
I believe in my heart to my being,
Being somewhat sacred.
Knowing full well what those that govern us have a full hatred,
A society so degraded,
A flesh being so x-rated,
An ego so deflated.
I walk my path so incredibly animated,
I look at you and know in one look if you are dedicated.
You look at me and know with two glances that I am liberated,
Somewhat elevated,
Usually pixilated.
Where one soul would meet another to become integrated.
Then choose to be completely isolated,
Our lives are intrinsically complicated.
Living in delusion of being mutilated,
The power structures can evolve exaggerated.
Living in a filth realm of being decapitated,
Slowly eradicated, humiliated, contaminated.
Those that guide us will always be illuminated, unsophisticated, under populated.
Please guide me away from this simulated game theory,
And into my own evolution, as a real human being.

- Shaun Delage

ClockWerK - Shaun Delage

My speech hails from another life.
My being is present yet unaware.
Your life is far more shaded than I.
The only life I know is mine.
I would never try and unlock your heart.
I want people to know we will all be enlightened.
Those that want to be it will attain it.
You already are enlightened.
So am I, so are your neighbours, so is that person you know.
Make some time to say I love you to somebody today.
Or at the very least send a smile to somebody, it is a gift that cannot be misunderstood.

- Shaun Delage

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Squirrel Pamper

I took a bit of time to read through this ministry and look back on several years ago and I have to say that my writing style and my eloquence has developed.

It is tough in this world to find your place when your whole brain chemistry is totally fried from multitudes of rave drugs. I feel in some ways that the rave scene really wronged me in a sense, but mirroring the real world being a part of rave culture brings its own plethora of decisions and choices.

I think the world is filled with thousands of people that were irreparably harmed by the rave scene of the 1990’s and the elixirs the chemists cooked up for us. But the other end of the spectrum is that it allowed people that were marginalized and pretty effin weird to come together in a community and dance the night away.

I find quite some comfort in techno still to this day and the parties have not stopped since I started raving but being separated from the rave scene since 2002 you tend to wonder what they are like.

Most people grow out of them, most people get a corporate job and move on, worrying about their kids or mortgage and have no time to party anymore.

I would go to bigger parties in Vancouver and like people were having a seizure every hour at those raves, Vietnamese gang shootings high on coke etc

But the Victoria rave scene was more intimate and everyone knew each other. It was a huge challenge in my life to go from living within a rave community to being outcast on my own will and going from hundreds of friends to living a life of isolation.

Honestly I truly have no regrets however I would have lived my life differently had I had the choice too

I would have respected people more, but that is a choice that is not given to you when you have serious chemical combinations in your mind. It turned into a very dangerous scene in the last year, with drug dealing, people that looked like skeletons, meth and coke parties at dealers houses, and me almost going off on a round the world yacht trip with an insane coke head transvestite lol

It’s like almost to quantify it all seems a pretty big task, I think my friends currently just say “you have had a lot happen to you” lol

I wish so much for my life to have been different, different choices etc

In some way I would have liked a more normal existence not such an indigo upbringing, but my own personal story is one of adversity and compassion, only simply that I could live through such trauma and not inflict it on others is a godsend.

In a way this virtual ministry completes my needs for ego gratification, but it also helps shape who I am artistically and professionally. When I go to the bank and explain that I am a reverend, I can do it with pride because I have worked very hard and very diligently to explain all sorts of spectrums from this reality.

In a way the party has continued every night for me, with endless techno streams out there and the beat keeps going on, and techno does heal and forgive.

This blog or virtual ministry still provides a rave in a site for those that want random trippiness.

I don’t want peoples pity or scorn, I just want my writing to be able to help others on their path.

Compassion

Solitude

Tekno

Forgiveness

PeaCe

Love

Unity

Respect

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EnLighTeniNG PaiN

I have been in a time of profound and complete change and ascension. With my Cat’s passing I have found a new way of life, a life that is incredibly short and meaningful so I am going to carve a canoe out of my own life, and it is going to be beautiful.

Part of it is going back into the vegetarian world, I think I have the ability to make it a life long happy decision, and I have been a week without meat and I am still alive lol before this place I live in now I only had a grasp of basic culinary knowledge. One of the gifts my partner has bestowed on me is a love of food, and making things from recipes and from scratch. So I also like renunciated eating so to speak, just have some rice and lentils instead of an elaborate meal. So I am aligning all my foodie nature and just experimenting with various styles the next few weeks. I am looking forward to a slow cooker slow roasted vegetable stew or soup, in it I am putting potato, celery, kale, spinach, Portobello, tomato, and probably cut up a tofu sausage along with barley and lentils.

So when you begin to believe that what goes between your teeth is medicine you can have a more solid understanding of yourself.

I have been addicted to freshly squeezed lemonaides too, so yummy and manna bread hehe

Apart of my whole thing lately is a path of ascension and I sent off a sincere and forgiving letter to my mom correcting everything that has been wrong in my life and apologizing for some things I did as a teen. I think most people don’t know how to communicate ‘everything’ in a letter but I have done a good job, I also think that much of society is unable to say I am sorry, and unable to articulate their pain so they continue without ever putting closure, and most people would say ‘oh just forget the past’ but that is not how you do it, this is why there is so many addicts out there and people suffering.

My whole take on the honesty letter is that it is my side of the story, and nobody has cared to ask me what my side is, and in our country there is presumed innocence and some of it involved chargeable offences in which I was branded a deviant and that is wrong, and most of all it is wrong for a mother to have this sickened view of her own son.

So needless to say I have been brought up in one of the two million monarch sciences families in the west and this is how I have been identifying myself for the past few years, a monarch slave.

Now I have a new definition of myself that is more empowering, I am an indigo child.

Indigo’s choose to incarnate into difficult families because they have no families most likely after they have gone through childhood they become disowned or move on spiritually and indigos have incarnated to lay the seed for the crystal children to do their work next.

Nobody knows where indigo’s come from, some speculate another dimension entirely

Which brings me to my next thoughts, I am now experiencing total OOBE (out of body experiences)

It began with old hag sleep paralysis then started developing into a total separation of soul/spirit/astral from physical. From what I can understand it is a rare thing to have happen to people, and most people only discover this type of sensation when they have a near death experience or going through surgery etc and only may happen about five or six times in their life.

I have had 5 total experiences this month, mostly just floating around the room but it has evolved into going into a sort of void and then having a sexual experience lol and also I have started actually opening my astral eyes and when I do I tend to see a different house where I am currently and last night I saw a hand with about 20 fingers on each hand, which I tried to kiss, I know yuck right lol

I have approached this part of me with no fear, and ultimate happiness as it must be spiritual evolution and what most occultists aim to achieve, I don’t know if it is a by product of my rave days drug use, my meditation or the fact that I am the present temporal leader of the Virtual Church of Techno, I have no idea but It may be a combination of a multitude of things, one which I would like to develop.

I also take herbs to aid in dreaming including dream herb and mugwort –I buy them in loose bulk form and cap them myself in clear gelatin capsules

So who knows, perhaps the path of the rave reverend

PEACE LOVE UNITY AND RESPECT

-Shaun A. Delage

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