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Soon, brothers and sisters. šŖš©
Iāve never met an animal I didnāt like, and I canāt say the same thing about people.
Credit: by Adrien Sifre
Boy, aināt that the truth.
When your rival picks Scorbunny and immediately challenges you to a battle.
Wait for it..
On a momke kick I guess
This is what you look like right now
On this blessed first day of the Yuleblot, I thought Iād share a meditation with my pagan and Arrynist (Proto-Indo European spiritualist, take it easy) followers. We live in a profane, immodest, despicable society. There is far too much hatred for the good in life, and a macabre love for the evil.
We hate family, friendship, loyalty, decency, civility, the strange or uncommon, meaningfulness, and the miracle of life itself. Meanwhile death, hatred, bitterness, indifference, degeneracy, mercilessness, disloyalty, and selfishness are lauded. Yet still through our steadfastness, propriety, generosity, and desire to be neighborly will out in these blessed days of the Wild Hunt.
A key factor of the Yule tradition that is often overlooked or untaught is that on the final day, Freyr, god of man, fertility, and good tidings streaks across the sky upon his golden boar and brings light and holiness back to the world. A metaphor for our inherent desire to do kind and be merry during the holiday season? Perhaps. But an oft unspoken truth of the tradition.
When you make your wish on this night, and the other nights of Yuleblot; take a moment to wish for generosity and kindness from Freyr. Wish for a love of life, a love for tradition, a love for your people, a love for your land, a love for yourself, and a love for your neighbors.
Blessed be this night of Yule. Blessed be the folk who keep it sacred. Blessed be another new year. For gods, glory, and country.
Donāt let them Jackals catch you lackin.
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Yule is coming. Donāt bother me while I work.
āSo long, you tremendous fucking faggot.ā -Mario, 1996.
āSo long, Bowser.ā -Mario, 2019.
Progress, people. One day at a timešš©
You might be asking yourself āwho the fuck doesnāt want a happy, healthy, and normal sex life built on love, mutual respect, and a genuine desire to see your partner happy?ā The number of people might surprise you, my children.
There are many factors that lead certain individuals to be like this. Undiagnosed mental illness, poor family life, parental absence, former sexual abuse, premature exposure to sexualization, and so much more. And while they might feel like thereās no other way, or that this is just how life is. Trust me, it isnāt.
Treating something as the norm is what makes it the norm. Sexual immodesty is not freedom or happiness. Mistreating your partner because of your selfish sexual proclivities is wrong. And this behavior is not normal. Itās symptomatic of mental and spiritual health problems.
As always, I donāt judge nor mistreat the mentally ill, and being a bit of a lothario, seductress, or sexual deviant doesnāt automatically mean you are mentally ill. In fact, a little deviance can be therapeutic for some. But there are far too many men and women whoāre suffering from an inability to develop and maintain proper and wholesome relationships with their significant other. And we as a culture treat this problem as though it is not.
We call it āliberatingā, āhealthyā, and ānormal because weāre all just animals after allā. We just let mental and emotional abuse fester in our sex culture because in all honesty, weāre all just trying to bust a nut. Itās selfish to do this, and itās wrong to exploit people for brief carnal pleasures. I have seen dozens of friends suffer from hookup culture, and I myself have done harm and been victimized by others in hookup culture.
Itās not fun, glamorous, healthy, or normal. Love and romance is the pursuit of meaningful connections. The finding of the soulās counterpoint in another. The building of a life together, and a family if you so choose. Itās hard to abandon something as pleasurable as sex addiction. But if you donāt try, then youāre only perpetuating the norm of abuse and exploitation.
I know this seems a little out of the blue, and Iām sorry if I touched a few nerves or stepped on a few toes. But I feel it needs to be said. The concept of a hookup free sex culture, based on vintage romance and marriage ideas should be developed. If you have anything youād like to in favor of or in opposition of, give it a go. Iād love to hear your thoughts.
Please stay safe this Christmas season, retail workers.
Me on that shroom fueled boogaloo trying to warn about the bleached flour scourge of 1972.
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