I think it’s time for a revamp of this blog; specifically trashing a lot of old posts and starting anew. Many of the subjects that caught my attention in the past just don’t do much for me anymore. In essence, I’m trimming back my fucks garden. Don’t know about a fucks garden? Let me share with you a very apt illustration created by the Love of My Current Reality (I’ve realized saying love of my life is NEVER a good idea. Life has a way of saying “Fuck yo’ plans “) The Hungry Dutchman.
Lang is my best friend and queen of “Giving No Fucks.” Jurjen is often on his “Last Fuck.” But see that overgrown shit show in the back? That’s me and my previous entire rainforest of overgrown fucks. Sorry if the profanity in this post is a bit off putting, but the message just isn’t clear without it.
As I’ve continued reading blogs, even as I’ve gone kind of quiet on my own, I’ve discovered a veritable cacophony of things some pagans give fucks about that I no longer do (or never did). Things like;
- Who’s “pious” and who “isn’t.”
- The greater pagan community in general.
- Social justice blah blah (THD coined this phrase)
- What’s “problematic.”
- Pagan politics (or more like how religion is made political and how weird it seems that so many people’s gods happen to share the same political beliefs they do. I’m not judging, I’m just judging.)
As our economy continues to not deliver its promises regardless of race or education level, as our American politicians continue to swindle their way into office, and the foundations of our great republic prove themselves to be nothing more than bricks of slightly moistened sand; I cannot be arsed nor bothered to put on a cape for the cause du jour.
And when it comes the pagan community; there’s ALWAYS a cause du jour and the solutions to these problems often stretch far further than sharing Tumblr posts and scathing knee-jerk e-bitchfests and dog piles.
This isn’t to say that I haven’t had my share of fucks garden induced compost on this blog. The gods know that I have. But these days? I tend to like a more solution oriented approach. I don’t like racists? I don’t go into their spaces and demand they do anything for me.
I find some Godspouses annoying in the same way I find a girlfriend who spends all of her time talking about her man annoying.
I’m not going to do page length blog posts on how they need to do x,y,z to be taken seriously by other people(including myself) who don’t really matter to them in the long run. So I just un-follow and check back every once in awhile to see if they’ve stopped Facebooking their relationship yet.
My feminism is not your feminism so I’m going to skip those posts and keep it moving.
As I’ve also said in another post; I don’t go into spaces that aren’t about me and mine if I go into spaces AT ALL. Not only because I think many fora are arenas which invariably lead to the bubble syndrome endemic to social media but also because I don’t have the time or energy to go caping or watch my words with borderline paranoia less I trigger someone.
And it seems like a good 85% of the vocal online pagan community is triggered by SOMETHING. Like damn, I had an exceedingly rough life and even I’M not triggered as much as some of these people
TL;DR version; the pagan community requires way more emotional and mental investment than it’s ever provided and judging from other bloggers going silent and/or jumping ship, I tend to think I’m not the only one noticing this.
So what will this blog cover from now on? I don’t know. Syncretism, synchromysticism, my piss poor excuses for ritual, tarot observations/astrology, non-pagan related link shares that still apply to my faith through some form or another, pagan/polytheist link shares that follow the same scheme, the observations of a radically indifferent black polytheist woman, jokes, side-eye, Tea, hymns, art, and music. Maybe a few pictures of food (my cooking game is pretty damn good).
Dionysos seems to be itching for some of my Misr Wot, Kik Alicha, and Gomen Wot; maybe it’s that time spent in Ethiopia…or so some say. Though the fact that Ethiopian food has become my latest obsession could be a post on its own.
So, if you haven’t been offended/bored yet, I look forward to reading more of you while you read more of me. Link me to your blog or dialogue with me here. It’s all gravy.
If I HAVE offended/bored you? Well you know where the unsubscribe button is. Better click to it.