These days, I’m very selective about how I bestow my time, and I’m protective of what fosters my well-being.
For instance, the other day I was puttering and organizing things in the living room, and I played a CD I hadn’t listened to in a very long time, an Enigma album, Le Roi Est Mort, Vive le Roi! As the music began to play, an incredible feeling of serenity flowed from my innermost being. I could remember, in my bones, a time when I did this every day, and it was simple. Satisfying. Quiet. I felt whole in my own space and time.
The Internet is useful, a good thing in many ways, but it can also be incredibly invasive. I fiercely guard myself against invasiveness in all forms at this point in my life. You never even hear the sound of the phone ringing in this house now. I completely agree with the editor of the excellent magazine The Idler, who calls for a restrained use of technology and social media; some things he says should be discarded entirely. Tom Hodgkinson’s How to Be Idle: A Loafer’s Manifesto is a personal bible of mine, along with the Satanic Bible.
All of this is another reason I love Patreon. It’s a sane platform. The notion of giving everything until I’m empty, yeah, that doesn’t fly with me nowadays.
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It’s cold as fuck here right now. I’ll be adding more notes to my Big Book of Tarot today, and hiding from the elements.
The imagery and symbolism of tarot is incredibly appealing to me. Tarot study relaxes me (you never stop studying tarot). I’m looking forward to my first live reading in a while this month.