Caribou_Slim @pagan.plus An old shaman smoking on the porch, calling the blues down from the Siskiyous, and the Pineapple Express up through the Two Rock gap.
He/Him or She/Her depending on what tickles your fancy and mine at the time (but also respond to the more accurate its/it - always a delicious experience). I've been both depending on the particular circumstances of whichever consensual reality I'm participating in, and see no reason to choose.
Searchable via Tootfinder.ch
Looks like the space cowboys are returning from the rim of the galaxy, bringing home the Interplanetary Good Zone:
Looks like the space cowboys are returning from the rim of the galaxy, bringing home the Interplanetary Good Zone:
It was Wednesday when you posted, you drunken old bat
And Roxy's serves coffee to the gutterpunk rats
There's holes in your story, and your memory sings flat
Think maybe its time to stop hitting the flask?
As for me, I come from the trees
Oaks and redwoods and blackberry leaves
My heart sprouting mushrooms and bumblebees
Casting sunflower seeds
to the titmice and the chickadees
Sculpting the mist of the ocean breeze
into impossible possibilities
With songs all wrong and upside down
For I was hiding from Hekate in a crossroad town
Till a fae cat cast their myrhh all around
Now she's telling me she's up to get down
And I'd be a Fool to ignore the sound
of magick unbound
So here you go
you drunken old crow
Let the lyrics flow
Like a leopard across the snow
@BuckarooBanzai Great song - thought you'd dig the original that @REEL just posted:
Strong cast today - TL;DR: Today is a good day to do good.
Strong cast today - TL;DR: Today is a good day to do good.
Here's our breakdown:
Present: 10S Challenge: Priestess Reversed Past: Queen of Swords Reversed Future: Page of Cups Above:6S Below: Knight of Coins Advice: Devil Reversed External Influences: Knight of Wands Hopes and Fears: 2W Reversed Outcome: Strength
Starting with the 10 of swords, that's a card of the final triumph of battle, as well as it's cost. It's challenged by a reversed Priestess, rejecting spirit in favor of conspiracies and manipulation. In the past, the Queen of Swords (remember her from yesterday?) is still drunken and reversed, but the Page of Cups is upright, and leading us into a future of new loves and infatuations.
Above, the six of swords looks towards the recovery from battle, helping the wounded, and looking towards a new view of the world. Below, the Knight of Pentacles and Coins is saving for a rainy day, building basis of new inventions (the two cards can be very positive together, especially for those you help).
To make things weird, however, the Devil is drunk, upside down, and sitting in the Advice spot. I'm gonna let readers interpret that as they may, but in my view this is advice about how to deal with the Devil rather than a suggestion that we listen to him whilst intoxicated.
External influences show the Knight of Wands leading the viewer to become a catalyst of change, joining the positive forces of the 6 of swords and Knight of Coins. Hopes and fears are the 2 of wands reversed, indicating worry about misleading folks in a rush to complete your goals.
But should you persevere, you end up with Strength, upright and powerful, as the Outcome. As I said above, this is a good day to do good.
Sunfire roses
Sunfire roses cascading vines waterfall whispers a garden of mind
A symphony silent and sparkling with life lingering among echoes of wonder and strife
An electric engine in a neuronic embrace the neurotic erotic in this necrotic space
using rhyme to shape time into heartbeats sublime drifting on fantasy and brandywine As summertime falls into autumn piles spinning blue moons buckwild with harvest bliss and a homecoming kiss I can see them rising over the fae falls and the ash forest beyond the Tilting Rock calling the mist up from the scorched land and charred memoir caressing the burn scars with moonbeam teardrops
Does Dionysus still dance in the hills? Do the Sasquatch still run free? Do the fae still parade their thistle blades beneath the oaken leaves?
They do for me Even in silent soliloquy the unseelie cacophony Sparkles bright against the entropy of cubicles and clenched teeth fluorescent lights and too much bleach the smell of the sterilization of imaginative belief
So I keep old Bacchus waltzing make sure the squatches are well fed belt out the blues for the little folk and let them party in my head
'cause if I don't the part of me that wants to breathe is already dead.
@Arotrios @Hotrod_Jesus Goddammit. There's little on this earth that can make me cry these days, but re-watching this for the first time since I was a little kid got my face all wet. Fuck y'all. I'm not crying, you're crying.
(https://kbin.social/m/13thFloor)
I've been using this software for a long time, and thought the wider Fediverse might dig it. A tool for astrologers, Maitreya (formerly known as Maitreya's Dream) is a free, open source software released under the GNU license that charts both Western and Vedic Astrology, and has been in active development for over 15 years.
https://www.saravali.de/maitreya.html
Features:
\- Many astrological objects (Upagrahas, Kalavelas, Arabic points, Uranian planets, planetoids). \- A lot of configuration options reflecting different schools and giving a chance for research \- Classic Dasas in text and graphical views (tree and bar diagram) \- Ashtakavarga, Shadbala, classic Yogas and their predictions from classic scriptures \- Solar (annual) chart, transits and progressions \- Various optical features like skins and highlight of aspects for charts and Sarvatobhadra \- Uranian astrology: sensitive points (midpoints, reflection points, sums, differences) and their events, annual predictions. \- Partner charts, ephemeris, eclipses, Hora.
\#13thFloor #astrology #vedic #opensource #westernastrology #software #maitreya
@Sasquatch on the hunt tonight, ey? Run silent and swift, great Che-ha-lum'che. Too few of your kind remain.
@livus Your poetry makes for an excellent lyrical basis for a ritual artwork I've been conceptualizing. Do you mind me using it?
Full accreditation to you as the poet, of course. Goblin Jane, aka @thewellandthetree, has crafted an excellent sigil here:
https://pagan.plus/@thewellandthetree/110879646894275291
...that she's graciously permitted me to use in crafting the ritual, and the combination with your words could be potent.
(https://kbin.social/m/13thFloor) This one is for Cartoon Danny.
@13thFloor This one is for Cartoon Danny.
A not very long time ago, when I was on a shamanic calling, I ended up on the streets of Ashland, beneath the Sisikyous. I didn't know why I was there, other than the town is nexus of leylines that meet like a spiderweb, which turned out to be quite good at catching wanderers between worlds.
One of these wanderers was Cartoon Danny, a tall burly man nearing his seventies, with a burst of frizzy white hair and a top hat always adorned with flowers. He took care of a group of street kids, and I ended up becoming friends with him during the weeks I was there. He was huge fan of cartoons, especially Felix the Cat, and often channeled old cartoon characters in a high squeaky voice for much longer than was socially acceptable. Despite being homeless, he always had a bag of candy that he'd share with those around him, and he always carried a broom to sweep up after everyone.
Turns out Danny had been in Vietnam, commanding a unit that had huge morale problems due to losses to the Vietcong, until one night, one of his guys managed an insane night-time sniper killing streak. When he talked to the guy about it, the man admitted he was on LSD.
Danny was astounded at the effect, and started letting his guys take it to up their edge in the jungle. It was an amazing success, but Danny's superiors weren't happy with his methods after they found out. His units' activities were classified, and he was transferred to a desk job for the rest of the war.
When I heard this story, I responded "Holy shit! Have you seen the Men who Stare at Goats?"
"Whadda fuck is that?"
After the war, he ended up as a beat cop in San Francisco, and immediately ran into trouble again, as it was the summer of love, and he wasn't interested in busting people for smoking weed or dealing LSD. As a result, he was eventually kicked off the force, and he started a career panting windows.
He had ended up on the street in Ashland after his RV broke down in the mountains, and was towed before he could fix it, leaving him stranded for at least 2 years when I found him, partying every night and drinking as much as possible with the group of street kids he looked after.
One of those nights, I came around the corner to find him collapsed on the ground, lips blue, his kids screaming and calling 911. He'd done a hit of fent with them and collapsed.
The kids were freaking out, so I took the phone. The kids had given him liquid narcan and rolled him on his side (to keep possible vomit from choking him), but he wasn't responding and they were too high to listen to the 911 operator.
The operator told me to roll him on his back so the narcan could drip down his throat. Once this was done, like Lazarus, he started breathing and woke up just as the paramedics arrived.
After he was released from the hospital, I kept watch over him until it was time for me to leave Ashland. When he asked me why I was always hanging around, I responded
"Don't you get it man? There is nobody else in the world like you. You have shown kindness through all sorts of horrors, and you care for those around you even when the world has taken everything from you. Yeah, you're a drunk and a goofball and an addict, but you're a good person who's giving out kindness to those who need it most. You're the kind of person who makes the world a better place to be in. Why wouldn't I want to protect that?"
While he still drank during our time together, I never saw him hit the oxy or fent again. I hope he's still out there someplace, sweeping up after his street kids and tossing out candy with his Cartoon Danny cackle, fresh daisies tucked in the band of his battered top hat.
@Hotrod_Jesus understandable, but even demigods are at risk when they don't follow proper ritual procedure. The last time I accidentally summoned a d'jinn without proper protection, it ended up dragging me from Joshua Tree all the way up to Seattle and back. If I hadn't been lucky and stumbled across the grave of a forgotten goddess (Illipatae) in the Sisikyous, it's likely I would be still wandering... or at the bottom of Crater Lake.
But yeah, I get it, you were a young man and mad at your dad and decided to get high and try to figure everything out. Negative entities love guys with chips on their shoulders - easy prey. I'd suggest you work on your personal issues with your father before attempting another summoning.
(https://kbin.social/m/13thFloor)
"To those dark horses with the spirit to look up and see... a recondite family awaits." Welcome to the Jejune Institute, a mind-bending San Francisco phenomenon where 10,000 people became "inducted" without ever quite realizing what they'd signed up for. Was it a cult? Was it an elaborate game? Told from the participants’ perspectives, this film looks over the precipice at an emergent new art form where real world and fictional narratives collide, creating unforeseen and often unsettling consequences. Fusing elements of counter-culture, new religious movements and street art, this film invites viewers into a secret underground world teeming just beneath the surface of everyday life.
The Institute - 2013:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sK7myhXVyNU
\#cinemainsomnia #documentary #arg
Thanks to @Mage\_of\_Aquarius for the link.
@Hotrod_Jesus So, you know what you did wrong, right? The fourth temptation, after the flame - when the satan / djinn appeared as a tree. You crossed over your protective circle to eat the fruit, leaving yourself open to the djinn's possession, and ended up with a mouth full of blood and a date on the cross. The first rule of ritual magick club is we don't cross the white line.
Remember folks, when on a vision quest, protection should always be your first consideration. Never break your protective circle, and for chrissake never ever eat anything presented by otherworldly beings. There's a long tradition of would be visionaries lost when they decided it would be fun to go party with the pixies and hit the buffet.