In the past few days I have felt very disconnected from it all. I've been on the road more than at home and such an extended period of in between has schismed my sense of unity with things around me. And in consideration of the concrete jungle that I have been driving through it is becoming more and more important that I recognize that the urban spirits are nature spirits too.
To be druid is to recognize the concrete gnomes as just as important as those of the rolling hills, to see the spirit of the lamppost as just as important as the spirit of fire. One can be a part of nature in places other than the forests, plains, mountains, and deserts.
I would like to find my forever home in such places one day. It is hard to see the spirits of nature in the suburbs even as I say they are here. But for now I will have to comfort myself in the idea that the urban druid is just as valid.
To be druid is to recognize the concrete gnomes as just as important as those of the rolling hills, to see the spirit of the lamppost as just as important as the spirit of fire. One can be a part of nature in places other than the forests, plains, mountains, and deserts.
I would like to find my forever home in such places one day. It is hard to see the spirits of nature in the suburbs even as I say they are here. But for now I will have to comfort myself in the idea that the urban druid is just as valid.
At this point in American history you could wear a Doctor Doom mask to a protest and be considered to be promoting socialism because the stereotypical face of tyranny and despotism in comics since 1962 is less tyrannical than the bastard in office.
Don't believe I'll be taking any airplane flights for at least the next four years. Human flight was a declaration of contempt against the gods and the Trump administration's deregulation has brought the end of such hubris. I plan to stay on the ground like nature intended.
Forwarded from Degrowth or Extinction
Solidarity with Barroso
24 February until 9 March - We are nature defending itself
This is a call for solidarity actions from the 24 of February until the 9 of March with banners, vídeos, pictures, conversations, film screenings, solidarity meals and various actions of civil disobedience.
Send your contents to one of the contacts, or just publish it using the hashtag: #barrosoEmResistencia
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24 February until 9 March - We are nature defending itself
This is a call for solidarity actions from the 24 of February until the 9 of March with banners, vídeos, pictures, conversations, film screenings, solidarity meals and various actions of civil disobedience.
Send your contents to one of the contacts, or just publish it using the hashtag: #barrosoEmResistencia
https://linksta.cc/@barrosoemresistencia
https://jorts.horse/@ecosurrealism/114053124109650331
Forwarded from Degrowth or Extinction
Happy Sun's Day.
May start getting into reading religious text again. My sibling, sort of ironically, definitely pushed me in the direction of druidry despite being an adamant protestant. Their format of religious devotion often involves being out in nature, reading their Bible or devotional and enjoying the world around them.
This too is worship.
The world around us rushes too much. We pagans, polytheists, heathens, and animists could all benefit a little from more than just regular ritual, but also regular reading and worship, even if it's a quick hymn or section of poetry outside.
May start getting into reading religious text again. My sibling, sort of ironically, definitely pushed me in the direction of druidry despite being an adamant protestant. Their format of religious devotion often involves being out in nature, reading their Bible or devotional and enjoying the world around them.
This too is worship.
The world around us rushes too much. We pagans, polytheists, heathens, and animists could all benefit a little from more than just regular ritual, but also regular reading and worship, even if it's a quick hymn or section of poetry outside.
Hear golden Titan, whose eternal eye with broad survey, illumines all the sky.
Self-born, unwearied in diffusing light, and to all eyes the mirrour of delight:
Lord of the seasons, with thy fiery car and leaping coursers, beaming light from far:
With thy right hand the source of morning light, and with thy left the father of the night.
Agile and vig'rous, venerable Sun, fiery and bright around the heav'ns you run.
Foe to the wicked, but the good man's guide, o'er all his steps propitious you preside:
With various founding, golden lyre, 'tis mine to fill the world with harmony divine.
Father of ages, guide of prosp'rous deeds, the world's commander, borne by lucid steeds,
Immortal Jove, all-searching, bearing light, source of existence, pure and fiery bright
Bearer of fruit, almighty lord of years, agil and warm, whom ev'ry pow'r reveres.
Great eye of Nature and the starry skies, doom'd with immortal flames to set and rise
Dispensing justice, lover of the stream, the world's great despot, and o'er all supreme.
Faithful defender, and the eye of right, of steeds the ruler, and of life the light:
With founding whip four fiery steeds you guide, when in the car of day you glorious ride.
Propitious on these mystic labours shine, and bless thy suppliants with a life divine.
-Orphic Hymn to the Sun
Self-born, unwearied in diffusing light, and to all eyes the mirrour of delight:
Lord of the seasons, with thy fiery car and leaping coursers, beaming light from far:
With thy right hand the source of morning light, and with thy left the father of the night.
Agile and vig'rous, venerable Sun, fiery and bright around the heav'ns you run.
Foe to the wicked, but the good man's guide, o'er all his steps propitious you preside:
With various founding, golden lyre, 'tis mine to fill the world with harmony divine.
Father of ages, guide of prosp'rous deeds, the world's commander, borne by lucid steeds,
Immortal Jove, all-searching, bearing light, source of existence, pure and fiery bright
Bearer of fruit, almighty lord of years, agil and warm, whom ev'ry pow'r reveres.
Great eye of Nature and the starry skies, doom'd with immortal flames to set and rise
Dispensing justice, lover of the stream, the world's great despot, and o'er all supreme.
Faithful defender, and the eye of right, of steeds the ruler, and of life the light:
With founding whip four fiery steeds you guide, when in the car of day you glorious ride.
Propitious on these mystic labours shine, and bless thy suppliants with a life divine.
-Orphic Hymn to the Sun
Forwarded from Anarcho-Alterhumanist Voidpunk Memes And Miscellaneous
This too will pass.
For every frost, a thaw.
Every winter heralds renewal.
Hail the coming spring.
For every frost, a thaw.
Every winter heralds renewal.
Hail the coming spring.
Good Sunday.
The current climate (and my current means of work) is turning me more aggressively leftist than I have ever been. I have seen the mental divide between the rich and poor clear as day.
When the rich whine about protestors damaging property it is a smokescreen. The rich care about property in about the same measure as they do everything else, which is to say, they don't. The rich do not care about property in a meaningful way. This is because they can always buy new property.
The poor, however, will latch on to property with an unmatched death grip. If it needs to be fixed we fix it as far as we can. We normal folk will take care of our property to extents far outpacing our budgets because we don't have an Option. What we have is what we have. Where we live is where we live.
And yet we understand that persons are more important than property.
We only have the Earth and each other. Don't let the rich gaslight you into believing the bullshit objections about how you are allowed to express your anger about their actions.
The current climate (and my current means of work) is turning me more aggressively leftist than I have ever been. I have seen the mental divide between the rich and poor clear as day.
When the rich whine about protestors damaging property it is a smokescreen. The rich care about property in about the same measure as they do everything else, which is to say, they don't. The rich do not care about property in a meaningful way. This is because they can always buy new property.
The poor, however, will latch on to property with an unmatched death grip. If it needs to be fixed we fix it as far as we can. We normal folk will take care of our property to extents far outpacing our budgets because we don't have an Option. What we have is what we have. Where we live is where we live.
And yet we understand that persons are more important than property.
We only have the Earth and each other. Don't let the rich gaslight you into believing the bullshit objections about how you are allowed to express your anger about their actions.