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Her Prophet Takes Inventory
Dec. 3rd, 2015 05:05 am~Today there was another mass shooting. There will be the usual cries for 'sensible gun control' and guns sales will jump and maybe some useless cosmetic law will be legislated. The Issue is not guns; it is Social Collapse.
But that is far too complex and painful a set of issues to address, so most will latch onto their favorite bogeyman and ignore the larger patterns, because facing the larger patterns means really and truly actively making changes and almost no one wants to face that.
Most will simply bitch and moan and point fingers at their enemies and wait for whatever 'savior' they believe is coming. Jesus. Peak Oil. The Singularity. Or some such. All End Times Thinking and a perfect excuse to do fuck all....
I got a bit depressed in the face of this, my usual worry that “I'm too late.” I don't know. Maybe I am. But maybe I'm not. So, I keep going with 'this thing of ours' and decided to list our Forward Positive Motion.
The Trucklette has new tires and a clean bill of health. That means I can go down into LA to meet with a couple of Sisters to plan incorporating The Temple. And when Kat, my First High Priestess, comes into town in the near future, we can sit down face to face. Her Path and The Temple's are slowly, but steadily converging.
And I've been communing with two young Sisters in Germany, who actually are sisters. They are intelligent, dynamic, beautiful and deeply interested in The Sisterhood. They're both quite thoroughly mad as well, but such is needed for this Work. They have years of Training ahead of them, but they could very well be the future of The Temple.
So, that's the state of things to date. I'm still feeling a bit down, but I shall continue on, no matter what. That's the thing about the Prophet game; no one ever gets out alive...
EDIT: The above was written yesterday around 5PM. I brain numbed with Mass Media for a while after and then went back to bed. The World is still fucking insane, but at least I'm a bit more well rested.
Note To Self: Do some work on The Explanation.
But that is far too complex and painful a set of issues to address, so most will latch onto their favorite bogeyman and ignore the larger patterns, because facing the larger patterns means really and truly actively making changes and almost no one wants to face that.
Most will simply bitch and moan and point fingers at their enemies and wait for whatever 'savior' they believe is coming. Jesus. Peak Oil. The Singularity. Or some such. All End Times Thinking and a perfect excuse to do fuck all....
I got a bit depressed in the face of this, my usual worry that “I'm too late.” I don't know. Maybe I am. But maybe I'm not. So, I keep going with 'this thing of ours' and decided to list our Forward Positive Motion.
The Trucklette has new tires and a clean bill of health. That means I can go down into LA to meet with a couple of Sisters to plan incorporating The Temple. And when Kat, my First High Priestess, comes into town in the near future, we can sit down face to face. Her Path and The Temple's are slowly, but steadily converging.
And I've been communing with two young Sisters in Germany, who actually are sisters. They are intelligent, dynamic, beautiful and deeply interested in The Sisterhood. They're both quite thoroughly mad as well, but such is needed for this Work. They have years of Training ahead of them, but they could very well be the future of The Temple.
So, that's the state of things to date. I'm still feeling a bit down, but I shall continue on, no matter what. That's the thing about the Prophet game; no one ever gets out alive...
EDIT: The above was written yesterday around 5PM. I brain numbed with Mass Media for a while after and then went back to bed. The World is still fucking insane, but at least I'm a bit more well rested.
Note To Self: Do some work on The Explanation.
