hearth fires & death pyres

Anyhow, in case anyone wasn’t aware let this be today’s reminder that much of holistic medicine is largely unsubstantiated, divorced and removed from its cultural origins, and rebranded for wide-scale market by a handful of wealthy corporations to grift sick and frightened people out of their money by hiding behind soft, gentle packaging and words like “natural”, “organic”, “traditional”, “spirit”, “support”, and “supplement”, all of which are genuine and meaningful in proper context but more importantly have little to no legal definition and as such cannot be verified or regulated, things that corporate grifters are famously not fond of, which- in overwhelming and tragic effect- means that most supplements, herbs, holistic products, and procedures you can buy off a shelf but a doctor won’t reccommend range from doing very little very slowly to actively killing people

Look, if the new magic didn't have a personality construct that kept trying to tell me which spells to use, maybe I wouldn't still be using the old magic.

Yes it had a deep blood cost, but at least it was a one time sacrifice and not this monthly bloodletting nonsense new age magic has

I’m not Christian, I don’t go to church anymore, and my pastor died, but when he was alive I’d sometimes go to his sermons and I remember one time he said “it feels good to hate, but we know that it isn’t allowed, so when we’re told that we’re allowed to hate someone we get so excited that we forget we’re supposed to love”, and if my humble atheist ass might borrow some church talk I’d like to perhaps submit that

Anyhow sometimes on the day to day I feel disgust or revulsion and I have to ask myself “is this a danger to anyone at all or am I just looking for something I’m allowed to hate” and a solid 98/100 times it’s the latter so once again thank you pastor D

This has been sent to me four times today, so I'm condemning OP to be judged by the 42 and fall into Nuun.

come on man, just one more geas, it's not like you'll be caught in a tangled web of conflicting vows that inescapably seals you into your death, just one more geas, to wet the beak