I will prelude my lessons from Dreamtime with this short parable. Leading-up to this magickal retreat, I was in the middle of some difficult health challenges that introduced themselves in February of this year; they sapped my energy like a dehydrated leech and I shut myself down like a bank vault. Thank the deities that I worked my way through ( Read more... )

I have no titles for either of them ( Read more... )

My feelings right now are...mixed....at best ( Read more... )

I am SOOOOOO glad I decided to try this out! For those who haven't heard of SL, think of The Sims...only online ( Read more... )

Well, last night was definitely "what the doctor ordered ( Read more... )

I guess the best way I can describe this complex trickery of emotions is "calm frustration ( Read more... )

When most people hear or think of Fascism, they often contrive images of Benito Mussolini or Adolf Hitler during their reigns in World War II. The Oxford English Dictionary offers this definition: “an extreme right-wing political system or attitude which is in favour of strong central government and which does not allow any opposition,” and the ( Read more... )

I’ve been pushed to the edge, I know that now. Don’t worry, I’m not suicidal, but this Bells Palsy has driven me to (and up) the fuckin wall. I haven’t seen much improvement since its inception in early February, and my attitude has been on a slide ever since. I’ve limited my social contact to those that understand who I really am, although I’m ( Read more... )

Maybe it was the long moments of idle thought, reading through somewhat-old poems or a combination of the two, but I’ve suddenly become nostalgic of my relationship with Jackie. My feelings are mixed, to say the least. It’s a quite twisted mixture of melancholy, joy, perplexity, and a slew of others that the English language is unable to fathom ( Read more... )

A--Accept ( Read more... )