The power of a resolution made to do not one more goddamned thing for the rest of the evening.

I wrote this about confronting fascism and fascist thinking within our communities, starting with a parable about wolves. #pagansky #witchsky #antifascism www.bansheearts.com/blog/parable...

Reminder: the smell of a new PS1 game CD from an as-yet unopened jewel case

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“I need AI to do my job!” — Someone who does not know how to do their job “YOU need AI to do your job!” — Someone who does not know how to do your job

When in doubt, slap your titties with some Vicks VapoRub. Show your boobs who's boss.

This thread brought to you by my eternal exasperation of people using "Hermeticism" to refer to vague perennial esotericism, ungrounded and undirected by anything except their own vibes, unwilling to consider that maybe the manner in which realization occurs matters as much as realization itself.

It's okay to not have a "grand unified approach" to spirituality. You can be involved in multiple spiritual traditions or practices without having to blend them together; you can do multiple things on their own terms in their own time without forcing them to make sense alongside each other.

@hermetic.com On your website, you have that May 24 is a feast day for Hermēs, but whence comes this date? I'm interested to know the logic or attribution of this one. (It's always a good time to worship any or all of the gods, to be fair!)

placating my cat as I place her, unwilling as ever, on my desk with soothing praises: - oh she so fluff - oh she so nipple - oh she so grace - oh she knows all the secrets of number - oh she knows all the motions of heaven - oh she has no teeth - oh she so gums - oh she smell like dust (cont.)

We invented code ebcause it was a concise way to give very specific repeatable instructions to machines so we could achieve consistent results and in like six years a bunch of guys who haven't read any books since highschool completely undid all of that

(Potent line from a formative song:) I look up into the night sky I see a thousand eyes staring back And all around these golden beacons I see nothing but black I feel the weight of something beyond them I don't see what I can feel If vision is the only validation Then most of my life isn't real

logging on to bluesky

back on my La Bouche kick

PC fundraising post: i am poor, and nursed my desktop along for going on 9 years. however, i am starting to get hardware failures. it's time. i've decided to build my own PC so i can snipe deals + get hand-me-downs, and get a great mid-range PC for cheap. can anyone help? paypal.me/vacuumflowers

thursday hallway pirate-ass selfie

An abbreviated process of spirituality: 1) Let light shine within you. 2) Learn to see that light. 3) Learn to see by that light.

If you want to read up on my first MaGOS setup and my earlier experiments with crystal grids and simple orgone tech from back in 2012, check out my summary here with links to specific posts exploring particular aspects of it all, and how to extend the system in other ways besides:

I had extra space big enough for one more table in my newly-remade temple room, so I decided to revitalize my old Manifesting and Generating Orgone System (MaGOS) project, with improvements and additions from the last time around over a decade back. It's active, and I'm excited to give it a whirl.

what gay subtext could there be in baldurs gate 3, the game where you team up with the most ancient twink to ever live, a bear, a daddy issues warlock, a mommy issues wizard and a statistically improbable number of supernatural lesbians to ban conversion therapy

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Which one of u did this

Butter 👏 Chicken 👏 Nachos 👏

showed this to my boyfriend and he made this

Relatedly, for Jewish practice:

YASSSSSSS!!! Namo Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Mahasattva Om Ah Ksitigarbha Thaleng Hum Oṃ Ha Ha Ha Vismaye Svāhā Oṃ Pramardane Svaha www.youtube.com/watch?v=AFm9...

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with the realization that Bluesky, Threads, &c. are commonly now all generally referred to as hellsites and that being on social media is itself a descent into hell realms, perhaps we should all be reciting Kṣitigarbha's mantra as part of the process of logging on to render posting a meritorious act

Given a strange tendency noted in the zeitgeist, I propose a new cult worshipping Marie Kondo as a queen of the dead and the damned

Inspired by scholar Robert Orsi, my ELUL IS A PLACE class focuses not on belief or practice, but spiritual presence, specifically in the Eastern European Ashkenazi context Using music, poetry, memory writing, & cemetery ritual, we investigate Elul as a place of sensorial and spiritual transcendence

I'd love to bring this class to your congregation, minyen or other group, this August-September. Drop me a line if that sounds interesting 🪄 cjcrokhl@gmail com

This has been said to death but I'll just say it again: if you're in the creative arts space stop calling your art "content". Call it "work"! Calling your art "work" shows it's the result of time and skill. "Content" makes something sound like it has no purpose other than to take up space.

y'all ever had spiced rum mixed with sriracha? no? good for you, it was awful and I don't recommend it

at it's always sold at the fucking hardware store, right there next to the hand warmer things and the lighters, bottles of It Tastes Like Getting Killed With Hammers In An Active Volcano and the logo is either a donkey, or a penis driving a truck.

“White people can’t handle spicy food” only partially correct. There are two kinds of white people when it comes to spicy food, ones that can’t handle ketchup and ones that put hot sauce called like “insanity joe’s devilfucking sauce” on everything.

Resharing this hymn to Hermēs I wrote a few years back for the Mercury cazimi today. May your ways and destinations be lit brightly, may your mind and heart be made pure, and may your will and words be renewed in strength.

Today I am reminded that forgiveness as a nontrivial, meaningful process can only be given by those who were wronged, and can only be earned after the one who did wrong steps up into both responsibility and reparation for the wrong. Anyway, my condolences to the survivors of Gordon White.

This Mattie Lubchansky comic seems topical again.

In every academic book there is a secret second book hiding in the footnotes. Sometimes it is the first draft that had migrated there to escape the revisions. Sometimes it is the author's tortured secret rebuttal of their own claims, and sometimes it is the incipient form of the their next book.

I am once again reminded of the Dune quote, talking about prior to the Butlerian Jihad. "Once men turned their thinking over to machines in the hope that this would set them free. But that only permitted other men with machines to enslave them."

I don't recognize the whole notion of steak being cooked "well-done", only that it is actually cooked. Anything less is just undercooked.

Round two of ?? of boiling a pot of sand. I have fought with this pot more than some upset goats in my time, and which were less of a bother to clean up after.

Power song of the day: www.youtube.com/watch?v=4VPm...

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