She Continues
I grew up nominally Baptist. But not really. My Dad was in a Baptist church in Texas, sang in the choir, taught Sunday school, and so on. My Mom’s family apparently would apparently sit around the family electric organ with other musical instruments and sing hymns and other religious songs. At some point, my Dad […] … Continue reading…Cosmic Church
The devil, the lord of entropy—the demonic face of self and identity that can help break one’s preconceptions and blocks, but you have to avoid giving it free reign, just so you avoid obsession— —and there it is, the demon, or one of them, resembling me but as a spider, multiple spider eyes, arachnid legs, human arms, […] … Continue reading…Spider Demon
It has been almost two months.[1] I hurt my shoulder and hit a lull in the stress that shifted into various panics about health and finances. Halthaya is a fucking horrid thing, that drags you back and down into the malaise. I’m really feeling that old, tiring, tired anxiety. Loneliness has also weighed against me. […] … Continue reading…Long Dark Couple of Months of the Soul