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Most the time ritual to me means getting dirty and primal. Life work = screaming and soot. #witchbehindthecauldron #ritual #chaosmagic #primalscream

#primalscream #chaosmagic #witchbehindthecauldron #ritual

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Damn my head been exploding.

Of late my brainpan is against me and I sound like a crazy new age person when I say my miagraines are weather related…but they are…so pfft. Beyond that I have noticed of late a lot of people suffering from one thing or another. Which reminds me we are fleshbags counting the days til we enter the earth or air or fire. I find myself babbling on about my alignments like my maw did and her maw did. It is kinda like a vicious family curse of bitchin the pain away. I have been less social cause of this cause I am trying to reprogram my mouth to match my mind NOT my pain. But it is hard and most days when I actually feel better I want to relax and be alone with myself. But then I miss people and social guilt starts to taunt me. My own mind tells me how alone i am and how I have no friends…ugh. not true weird malfunctioning brainmeat. I wish there was a way to make myself get over myself. But I am sure a million other people ponder that on a daily basis. My job requires a lot out of me, as jobs do. I love my job but days off I need to recharge and ready myself for the next day on. Alas…I neglect my social needs cause of this weird cycle. I dream of making myself the glowing conversationlist people assume I am. But then I get around people and my comedy act starts and I forget to just be myself. But who is this self? We are all multitudes of personalities from 1 min to the next. Adapting social cues and needs to our self or compleyely neglecting our true self to seem more approachable. Around my husband I am my true self. He is a beacon to me and I fight for our time together alone. He keeps me sane but of late my pain even takes my voice and regurgitates on him. Ugh. As human meat monkeys why do we spend our best and most important moments bitching. Sigh. Well today I am hiding under books and blankets making a fort of selfcare around me. But of course no rain today no pain today. ..I should be social. So my ramble is almost done but folks how do you deal with work..social. .pain…hermit nails diggin in? Why the hell am I on tumbler writing all this? Who knows but I sure could use a stiff drink.

Damn my head been exploding.

Of late my brainpan is against me and I sound like a crazy new age person when I say my miagraines are weather related…but they are…so pfft. Beyond that I have noticed of late a lot of people suffering from one thing or another. Which reminds me we are fleshbags counting the days til we enter the earth or air or fire. I find myself babbling on about my alignments like my maw did and her maw did. It is kinda like a vicious family curse of bitchin the pain away. I have been less social cause of this cause I am trying to reprogram my mouth to match my mind NOT my pain. But it is hard and most days when I actually feel better I want to relax and be alone with myself. But then I miss people and social guilt starts to taunt me. My own mind tells me how alone i am and how I have no friends…ugh. not true weird malfunctioning brainmeat. I wish there was a way to make myself get over myself. But I am sure a million other people ponder that on a daily basis. My job requires a lot out of me, as jobs do. I love my job but days off I need to recharge and ready myself for the next day on. Alas…I neglect my social needs cause of this weird cycle. I dream of making myself the glowing conversationlist people assume I am. But then I get around people and my comedy act starts and I forget to just be myself. But who is this self? We are all multitudes of personalities from 1 min to the next. Adapting social cues and needs to our self or compleyely neglecting our true self to seem more approachable. Around my husband I am my true self. He is a beacon to me and I fight for our time together alone. He keeps me sane but of late my pain even takes my voice and regurgitates on him. Ugh. As human meat monkeys why do we spend our best and most important moments bitching. Sigh. Well today I am hiding under books and blankets making a fort of selfcare around me. But of course no rain today no pain today. ..I should be social. So my ramble is almost done but folks how do you deal with work..social. .pain…hermit nails diggin in? Why the hell am I on tumbler writing all this? Who knows but I sure could use a stiff drink.

Slowly becoming my favorite deck. But damn all those swords. So much conflict blahhhhhhhh. #cutabitch #tarot #amandapalmer #witchbehindthecauldron

#tarot #witchbehindthecauldron #cutabitch #amandapalmer

On days like this I build a shrine to NYAN KITTY while chanting for world giggles while asking AMANDA FUCKING PALMER what she would do...and she said SING...#makingmagicmodern #amandapalmer #nyankitty #feelingbetterish

#makingmagicmodern #feelingbetterish #nyankitty #amandapalmer

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Tehehehehehe fae stuff

I keep dream journals and last year on new years eve I dreamed of making.a cake with my.mom. well that is her mixer I have noy used it since way before her passing. That fucker still works. Hapy new years mom I am making a sugar crack cake for us.