"Daddy, I Do."

Voices shouting in the water,
Drag you down; steal your air,
Dissolute; Diabolic:
Snake oil salesmen everywhere.
- KMFDM, People of the Lie.

Re: The CNN of Paganism.

I wanted to take a moment to point to Witchdoctor Joe's recent entry about the Wild Hunt pledge drive currently underway.

I love the Wild Hunt blog, and many of the articles that appear on it. I would take three blogs like the Wild Hunt over a million networks like Witchvox any day of the week.

Some things are just worth donating to.

While I'm Putting Off Actually Working...

“A Revolutionary Euphoric Mood Enhancer!”

According to Der Baron/Austin's latest, Venus is about to go direct at last. This amuses me somewhat for various reasons...

Meanwhile – beware the dreaded Sippin' Syrups. They really do cause drowsiness... Knocked me on my ass all yesterday. Crazy shit, man.

The drink did, though, heighten dream lucidity a bit. I may play with it a bit more and try to figure out what active ingredient was causing it if I can, as added lucidity never hurt anyone. (The St. John's Wart extract, maybe? Lavender extract? I don't freaking know!)

Entry edited because, err, it hadn't really shown up anyway. And I decided to shut my face until I'm done. Madness is afoot. That is all.

Quote of the Week

“Jesus, I thought. We've raised a generation of stone desperate cripples...

The importance of Liking Yourself is a notion that fell heavily out of favor during the coptic, anti-ego frenzy of the Acid Era—but nobody guessed, back then, that the experiment might churn up this kind of a hangover: a whole subculture of frightened illiterates with no faith in anything.”
- Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing on the Campaign Trail '72