Wow
I have a blog???? haaa, it’s been a minute. What a wonderful mindfuck.
I have a blog???? haaa, it’s been a minute. What a wonderful mindfuck.
I am home from ritual. It was fun, I always have fun there, but sometimes I feel completely alone even though I am surrounded by hundreds of boisterous people laughing and yelling and dancing. I wander around and pace and look for something to ground me, a friend for a moment, a drink of water, a photo from the great Mark Sandstorm, and I grin, and chain smoke other people’s cigarettes and I laugh.
Tonight was similar in that respect, though Ritual may be ingrained in me, it is always an emotional thing that drains my essence a little bit. Sometimes I long again for someone to be there with me the whole time, laughing and blowing kissy faces and spilling beer on me. And for moments I am content with that, they are beautiful and surprising and colorful, those moments. But then I am back to darting around, anxiously looking for someone/thing to ground me again, in endless cycles.
Can you find something to ground you in chaos? Does it go against the whole chaos theory? Where do we start being human beings and not animals flailing around to filthy sounds? I just don’t know…
SOOOO MUUUCHHHHH WUUUUUUUUUUTTTTT
Hohoho campers! Snow in May! Awesome?!?!
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