Red-haired druid holding a torch and staff in a rune-carved cave

Tuatha Dé Lee

Poetry, Magic, Literature

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  • Mind Monkey

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    Any room, at desk, 6 February ’26

    Armored Monkey King holding a glowing staff in a waterfall-filled jungle cave

    Antonio Damasio

    The Affective Scheme

    “Affect”: based on duration, intensity, origin

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    1. Emotion: automated, physical programs of action triggered by stimuli; unconscious, universal, and brief; essentially biological data points.
    2. Feelings: conscious, subjective experience and mental labelling of an emotion; cognitive and personal; can be non-emotional (homeostatic or cognitive).
    3. Moods: sustained emotional states that are less intense but more lasting than emotions; backdrop that colours all other perceptions.
    4. Temperament: stable, trait-level disposition toward certain types of moods and emotions; biologically rooted and enduring over a lifetime, default emotional setting.

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    Bedroom, going to sleep, 12 July ’26

    NORTH; WATER (Shū / 水); EAST; WOOD (Mù / 木); FIRE (Huǒ / 火); SOUTH; WEST; METAL (Jīn / 金); EARTH (Tǔ / 土)

    Less screen, more fire and water. Find a home on the road. Trade willingly. Pair your fair share. Do not steal; instead, kill your pride.

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    You are water, grass, ground, poison, ice, flying, fighting, electric, mind-using being. What you do with resource matters more than what you have.

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    It is all in the understanding that life without pressure is better and lighter. Understand narratives while creating them.

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    Victory road looks scary for a babyface. It is an exciting struggle. The elements provide questions and answers. There are useful lessons to be learned in the duels.

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    Now, we start to prepare with method and with feeling. There is no superior element, just balance. There is no superior phase, just the Xing.

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    The five, the four, the three, the two, the one, no one. Learn the language. Walk the way. Take what you must. Give with a good heart and a good mind. Evolve. Let go.

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    Clean up.

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    Mind Monkey,

    Lee

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  • Hurt is your Resource

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    Bedroom, at computer, 8 October ’26, 2:31pm

    Howling wolf on a snowy mountain ridge beneath a crescent moon

    Happy Mountain Dog (Wu Xu) Month!

    This Earth Qi month begins at a time when my people could really use some stability and dependability. The national elections have been a disaster. They want to give the rule to the colonisers again.

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    It starts on a pure Wood Qi: Yi Mao (Vine Rabbit) Day. Students from all the country are hitting the streets, chanting and protesting, fucking with the traffic. I have done that many times, only to realise that it does not change until you change yourself.

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    We will never beat these dictators while we think as they do. We must reframe our minds, our ways, if we want to have a better place to live and to leave to the new seeds.

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    It is a fiery Bing Wu (Sun Horse) Year. Fire is the Resource to Earth, so I say we use this production cycle to actually produce ourselves. After all, Wood represents all living things.

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    So let us use this strong Wood energy of the day to fuel the Fire of creativity and expression, and most importantly, let this Fire produce tangible, lasting results, the best Earth that it can.

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    Bedroom, after accounting lessons and exercises, possibly drunk, 2 December ’25

    Jaguar at computer beside sign reading “PROJECT JAGUAR - JUNGLE DATA” and “NATURE”

    Change the shade. They should appear void of form and powerless in the new light. Flow with the numbers, and they shall show you the truth in numbers.
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    Tust Math and Physics to be on the right path, just having been held back by people who profit from hiding information and believing they can manipulate others’ matrices.

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    If reality does not suit you,

    perhaps you do not fit reality.

    Shift while you are confined

    to this mind,

    and be confined no more.

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    Remember the parallel presents

    you do have,

    and access whichever hurts more.

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    Soon you shall find

    that the others

    bring no excitement,

    for hurt

    is

    your resource.

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    Bedroom, sitting at the altar, 24 June ’26

    Flower-winged fairies flying above a flower-covered cliff and ocean

    Much has changed, yet not enough. Time/space fits me well, but space/time is too slow for my taste.

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    However, there is no taste, no time, no space, only the urge to experience.

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    There is no flight, only the leap of faith.

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    Tuatha Dé Bless,

    Lee

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  • Narrate, tell, pray

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    Same old life, same old town, 13 August ’26

    Red-haired woman reading an illustrated book beside a campfire in a cave

    They have spoken loudly today. The rage of a thousand lives beaming through my mind complex. A vessel employed for great discipline in order to experience great knowledge was set off on a quest for the missing links and the beautiful scriptures.

    The codes to be learnt have been chosen, and the pieces have been set. They move slowly, but certain of the way.

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    Narrate, tell, pray

    Where is justice in all that?

    It is produced, made, built

    Discourse is imperative

    Power is not relative

    Defence is hard

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    They who draw First Blood

    Usually pass off as tough

    They who take the blow

    Are relegated to inferno

    Higher than high

    Lower than low

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    Astral’s good

    But fuck the world

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    We’re only passing

    But never through

    Always on the run

    Fuguing from the Sun

    Round and round

    And never found

    Red-haired druid holding a torch and staff in a rune-carved cave

    The enemy grows quickly frustrated at the sight of that which does not follow rules and paradigms. They are more afraid of losing than they are willing to win.

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    For the fighting is scary and weary.

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    What have we learned today?

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    Slán go fóill,

    Lee

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  • Mother’s Bloom

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    The Morrígan chant a war cry
    The Three Morrígan stand among ravens and warriors beneath a dramatic twilight sky.

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    Three is one

    and one is three

    In hands young and old

    You hold the Key

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    Let it hail, let it storm

    Let Thunder clap

    In a million pieces

    break the olden trap

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    And I shall rise above

    like the Sun in Spring

    With warmth and love

    New poems sing

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    And fall again

    Into my doom

    Away, give way

    to Mother’s Bloom

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  • Siopa Nuachtán

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    A young witch peacefully reading the news and watching holographic TV on her wooden porch in the Irish woods. It's Spring!
    A young witch peacefully reading the news and watching holographic TV on her wooden porch in the Irish woods. It’s Spring!

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    Siopa nuachtán

    Buy me news

    Blow my mind

    Burn my fuse

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    Siopa nuachtán

    Is this new?

    Feels like old

    Same ol’ bullshit stew

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    Siopa nuachtán

    Where we go?

    Take a ride

    With the tide

    No halt

    All flow

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    Siopa fucker

    Bless your soul

    Light the Fire

    Re-the-wire

    Is breá liom

    Slán go fóill

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