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This is my confession
1. I am fucked
2. How fucked are you?
3. It’s a mess!
Unfuck Thyself Commandment No. 1:
4. The cluster fuck
5. I’m my source, dammit!
How to do the sway test
How to do the hands test
Heartbreak
Unfucketh Thyself Commandment No. 2:
Emotions
Logic
Fragmentation
Unfucketh Thyself Commandment No. 3
Diet
6. Re-membering how to be
Unfucketh Thyself Commandment No. 4
7. Ingesting my education
Unfucketh Thyself Commandment No. 5
8. Being like water
Unfucketh Thyself Commandment No. 6
9. Unassuming the brace position
Unfucketh Thyself Commandment No. 7
10. Living self-fully
Looking at deprivation to guide you
Shadow comforts
HALT
Unfucketh Thyself Commandment No. 8
11. Putting money in its place
How is money made?
Disconnect from media
Find other ways to stroke that pussy
Unfucketh Thyself Commandment No. 9
12. Joining the fuckfest
Unfucketh Thyself Commandment No. 10
13. Breathing through it
Unfucketh Thyself Commandment No. 11
14. Minding my energy
Unfucketh Thyself Commandment No. 12
The energy body
Energetic hooks and cords
Auric holes and tears
Sleep
Environments and objects
For your body
For your environment
Shamanic Sacred Space Invocation
Facing south
Facing west
Facing north
Facing east
Facing down
Facing up
Facing within
To all Seven Directions
15. Setting the mountains down
Unfucketh Thyself Commandment No. 13
16. The sins of the father
17. There are no others
The 13 Unfuck Thyself Commandments
Archangelic Sacred Space Invocations13. Facing east
Facing south
Facing west
Facing north
Facing down
Facing up
Facing within
To all Seven Directions
Elemental Sacred Space Invocation14. Facing east
Facing south
Facing west
Facing north
Facing in
Resources. Books
Websites
Summary
About the Author
To my Koko.
Aus’ Billy, I am because you are.
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So, yes, this is a big deal for me, yet I am driven to do it because I believe that there is value in sharing the fuckery I’ve been through and how I continue to unfuck myself. This book reveals some of my darkest, weirdest and even shameful experiences, and the idea that they may now be in the hands of a stranger is utterly terrifying. Which brings me to the whole point of this angsty confession. I’d like you to do me a “What a baby!” favour.
A poker face I do not have. My face broadcasts all my thoughts and emotions for everyone to see. For this reason I avoid meeting newborns. Nobody likes ugly babies, but we are not supposed to admit this. In fact, we are supposed to pretend that there is no such thing as an ugly baby. The thing is, most newborns generally look like internal organs, probably because that’s technically what they were not so long ago. As you happily scroll through your Facebook timeline, you are confronted by an image of what looks like a bruised, wrinkly spleen. It is dressed in a onesie, so you conclude that it must be a baby. You click “Like”, and may even comment, “Aaah man, he’s so beautiful. I could just eat him with a spoon!” Then mommy replies, “Thank you, it’s a girl.”
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