Thanksgiving Magicians

Sometimes, some part of me craves solitude. Othertimes, connection. Sometimes those sometimes don’t align in time. Holidays can be misaligned; expectations and disappointments in the same cauldron… A witch’s brew or warlock’s cocktail of awareness…

Sacramental Ceiling Cnidaria – Chapter 3, “Dear Teacher: F for you”

You can model the fulfillment of rules without replacing them.

Words. Nice. Depression. Fraud.

Jane asked Dick, “Who do people say that I am?”