Synchronous

“Having the same period and phase”
It’s odd. Repeatedly.
Just when things are bad, quite bad. And I’m angry, so angry. And depressed. An odd series of events frequently occurs. They don’t have to be big, just oddly arising out of the muck (like the spontaneously arising lotus) which, if I’m paying attention, remind me that this is how real magic works. In it’s time. For my ultimate benefit. And without force and manipulation. Not to buy me a cadillac, but to remind me that there is some method to this madness.

Critchmas En Spiritu

Man I love vacation. Yesterday I spent the whole day noodling around YouTube. I started out on somebody’s blog watching a clip. Then I searched witches/brujas. This progressed to ghosts, paranormal, UFO footage, cryptozoology and mysterious humanoids. I ended up with EMO boys kissing and gay porn. Sweet.

Today it’s been Bond films. “The Man With The Golden Gun” and “You Only Live Twice”. Sweet.

Since I made a ton of soups (3 quarts each) I don’t have to cook much, though I think I will anyway today.
I made a variation of my creamy potato leek soup with lots more dill and with broccoli as well. Then I made up a sesame chicken vegetable dal, which is weird as hell, but really quite good.

I think I’ll meander on down to the corner store and see what looks good. I haven’t done any XMas shopping yet. I don’t have no kind of spirit. But I know a couple things I’m going to pick up, think I’ll give the convalescent and the Dad a good book. I got a good local one at a local store recently so I guess I’ll see you this weekend UBU. Think Local!