someone has kindly reminded me of my time and tenure as a member of a community on tumblr that is largely bygone. a set of wonderful and magickal years spent as a witch among magicians, breaking the stereotypes of appearance and practices while laughingly affirming plenty others. though a few friends still keep in contact, most of the blogs are nuked or scrubbed, and along with them, so much wisdom and so many jokes one had to be there to understand. if this is anything, remember to keep backup or archives of the efforts you put into writing or thy arte, or even just memorialize your jokes somewhere. this website, while hellish at times, has been a time capsule of an internet that no longer exists, and while nostalgia can be so saddening, it is also inspirational. and inspiration is power.

“when *I* joke about eating babies it’s COOL and in a Slayer way. when Holden Bloodfeast (R) Iowa was implicated in doing it, it’s different. surely my desensitization to the topic correlates with nothing.”

damn i do not have anything nice to say about the social glamorization of the LHP and its aesthetics going completely unexamined when the dread shadow of the political elite are clearly involved in its practices