|THE OMEN OF THE SUSKWANOK
|the shadow puppet:
for goodness sakes,
many headed snakes
Concerning the above photos, here referred to as "The Omen of the Suskwanok", and elsewhere
as "Steve is the Devil"... we had the occasion to receive certain communications from our
IDENTIFIED FLYING OBJECT friends, being as it was six-six-six eve. We had realized certain things
about ourselves as a team but up until this point it hadn't crystalised beyond the threefold form of
our being The Sexy Shamen and the pawn of The Strange Attractor, or God, the Eschaton, whom
apparently enjoys creating such forbidden
realities as ourselves and our giant elfling brides. There she stands like a Black Widow Madonna
with the baby god in her embrace. He is turquoise with a halo of red fire. She and her husband are
black as night and blend in to the abyss, though she wears a multi faceted crashing gem gown
which acts to veil her in a variety of layers enshrouding her exposed vulnerability of consumnation
and communion with her divine lover and child. Thus he has earned the nicknames St. Eve, the
many headed snake, and the devil. We accidentally carried out the illustration of the gospels when
we went for a hike along the Deer Creek, and stopped at the point of a cliff, strangely called the
King and Queen Seat. He, the devil offered me, Jesus the whole world which he claimed to
possess. I declined, simply amazed that this was actually happening. We argued and parted.
On the way home, I found this passage in a Christian book; DREAMS, Hearing the Voice of God:
"As Iskoba sailed over Deer Creek, he spied the angelic host standing guard over the King and Queen
Seat. One day, he knew in his heart, that parcel of ground would be reclaimed for his principality. Yet,
it was vexing to see the warrior Paran entrenched with his cohort on the very ground upon which so
many chants and dirges of adoration were offered up to his master, Suskwnaok.
For the time being Suskwanok's Minion could no longer assemble at the King and Queen Seat. A new
site was chosen to breath together deep beneath the Susquehanna River, on the Havre de Grace side
of the Hatem Memorial Bridge. There, Suskwanok and his Minion, of which Iskoba was a chief captain,
would strategize, scheme, and design, hatching always what he apprehended to be perversely beautiful
blueprints for diabolical madness."
The author, J.D. Kallmyer is convinced that the religion of the Native Americans is Satanic. Steve
and I do not agree, but feel that we are the wrathful desperados, a remnant of the sacred spirits
who the white religio-political agenda has sabatoged. We were at one point going to make a comic
book about these things until we realized that our lives are the tragic comic book itself. Here it is,
our "Sandpaintings", our temporary scrawlings of madness dashed in dust mandalas, our 3D
eye-mensional holographic visions of
the war of visible and invisible spirits battling for dominion over the Sacred Mother Earth. We are
the bullheaded art stars, "The Guardians of the Secret". Homage Jackson Pollock.
Who hasn't noticed the Biblical names for so many towns in the area? Baltimore Maryland Armegedon?
|"I will put enmity
between you (serpent)
and the woman, and
offspring and hers."
|"Then the dragon was enraged
with the woman and went off to
make war against the rest of her
|"It is written, thou shalt not tempt
the Lord thy God."
Welcome to Steven M Dewey's homepage
for all his art related work; painting, modeling
and a variety of performance including music
dance, poetry, costume theatrics, and other insanities in both a group and solo
context. He claims to hate computers very much and apparently holds the same
contempt for academic poisoning. He is anything but a conformist, If anything, he
is the tragic comedy of tormented Indian spirits. He is the devil. (And he teaches.)
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