kind of angsty
Ξ September 3rd, 2008 | → | ∇ General |
On the train home listening to Loreena McKennitt. The red line feels like it’s rushing head long through the subway at his moment, and I am sitting in the back of the car facing out behind the train. I wonder what it would be like to have this seat in the very last car of the train. Probably kind of cool.
I’m not a journalist or a news blogger, but the stuff going on with Starhawk, The Pagan Cluster, and some of the reclaimers (I know scarecrow) is really bothering me right now. It upsets me that police abuse authority so commonly and so heinously, and so few people even seem to mind. For real coverage, head over to The Wild Hunt.
I spent some time yesterday writing about contentment. About the first harvest of the year, and where I am as I look forward to the second harvest. I’m thinking in alchemical terms at the moment. Astrologically I know that my feelings of frustration with authority figures can be laid at the feet of Saturn’s return to my birth sign. I feel as the destroyer, the cycle of deconstruction and challenge. I see the face of Shadow everywhere I turn, and embracing it is difficult. I get the impression that I may be severing some ties that have been around for a while in the near future. I loathe that potential, but I’m not shirking from it. If the bonds that have risen in my life are no longer suitable for the person I am becoming, then they must be relinquished.
But it is hard to know what chains to break and which chains keep us safe.
Ah, enough with the philosophical meandering. It’s masturbatory today. I have much of this on my mind, but it does not overwhelm the rest of the world. I’m going to do a load of laundry when I get home. If I do a load a night I will be done sometime over the weekend. That will be good. The el is moving very quickly again. I’m wondering what the rush is. I wish it were this swift all the time. At this rate I’ll be to Bryn Mawr a good 20 minutes earlier than normal.
