Wullie Blake: 21st century esoteric agony aunt
Hello, my name is Wullie Blake but you can call me Wullie.I was born in the mid 18th century in London I am a poet, painter, visionary mystic, and engraver, who illustrates and prints his own books. I proclaim the supremacy of the imagination over the rationalism and materialism of modern society. Misunderstanding has shadowed my career as a writer and artist however and I plan to make amends by resurfacing in the 21st century as an esoteric agony aunt.I will answer any troubling questions posed to me whether they be of a spiritual nature or not although the unknown modes of being is undoubtedly my area of expertise. For now I feel the best manner in which to deal with questions is to recieve them here,
I will then reprint and reply to them in the blog below. Ask away.
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OK Wullie, lets cut the crap
OK Wullie, lets cut the crap.
Two nights ago I dreamt I left Dr. Kiko’s door wide open, allowing his cat (which was actually a dog in my dream – but I called it a cat) to escape into certain feralism and possibly death. This relentless nightmare offered me little comfort when my dream proceeded to develop a satanic theme. That is to say,... [Read more of this advice]
Frontal plank fetish
Alright then how about this…
If a tree falls out of the frying pan onto a butterfly in the far East, at which door to Pandemonium is the inner child of my frontal lobe fetish plank chapping
yours, De Rosa
Wullie Blake says
You indeed pose me a task monsenor De Rosa.
If the butterfly from the east pops in to visit Bill gates before... [Read more of this advice]
I recently invented a time machine, only to find out that my uncle Germain has been travelling 30 seconds into the future and placing fried eggs in my pockets ( a pain in the balls , , true)how do i get my time machine back whilst broaching the egg thing keeping my dignity and not jeopardising my lute lessons?
your faithfully Farrel... [Read more of this advice]
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