Got some bad news at the doctor yesterday, though my doctor is just sitting underneath the biggest birch tree back in the woods behind the house. But my labs came back and my fuckitallism levels are way too high, and I need to bring them down. Historically, this usually triggers a burning bridges mentality in my people, and when my fuckitallism levels are like this, I tend to lead towards saying unhelpful things to people who lack any sort of skin to absorb such comments. And more often than not, them folks usually got more control over Things (the larger organized society type Things, not magical unseen things), and even though they lack the heart to actually let their tongue speak their thoughts, they then stifle my ambitions and goals with their little snake brains (the liberal “don’t tread on me” class). Thankfully, my doctor is a good doctor (at least a hundred years old), so I just sat there for 99 minutes, and ran through dhikr over and over, recalibrating my heart by clicking the sacred abacus around my neck (in my hands during the process). My fuckitallism levels went down in the moment, but of course, most human structures in America are full of Yakubian screens in every direction, and it manufactures an imbalance where those levels start to rise again. I just gotta be more vigilant about having more intention with my attention. My doctor (the birch tree) told me that most cases of too high fuckitallism levels are due to Intention Deficit Disorder, which is an unnatural result of all that we’ve cultured.
RAVEN MACK is a mystic poet-philosopher-artist of the Greater Appalachian unorthodox tradition. He does have an amazing PATREON, but also *normal* ARTIST WEBSITE too.
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Tuesday, November 11
Friday, November 22
SONG OF THE DAY: Rush
Heard a squeal on the back porch today, and I figured one of the cats had caught a field mouse, but when I went back there, the big cat had a pileated woodpecker in her mouth. I shoo'd the cats away and ushered the bird out the back door, where it just chilled on the steps. I didn't wanna leave it for the cats to get again so I scooped it up. No notable wounds anywhere, but I'm guessing maybe its wing was hurt. I took it back into the woods where there's a birch tree I kinda of look up to as the elder, and put the woodpecker there in its roots. It immediately scampered off, not flying, but it worked its way up a nearby tree and was gone from my reach completely. Just felt like the best place to take it.
I guess there's wildlife centers you can take hurt wild animals, and I also I guess some folks are like, "Don't let your cats roam outdoors" because of this exact thing. But maybe it was a mistake domesticating cats, and just having these wild beasts trapped in the house doesn't seem like a good cure. Also, I honestly didn't have the time to find out where these wildlife places are, and whether they took pileated woodpeckers, and whether I could even get the bird there or not. Sometimes in our quest for utopian reactions, we assume too much infrastructure of privilege and entitlement for it to be an actual reaction for most folks.
But going back to the birch tree back there, that felt like the right thing to do, and the woodpecker definitely pepped up when I put her down there. We, as humans, have obviously over-complicated life on Earth. But unfortunately, a lot of times, the solutions to fix these inherent issues with the existence we've created are also overly-complicated, which just compounds the problems. I'm too fuckin' simple half the time for all that.
I guess there's wildlife centers you can take hurt wild animals, and I also I guess some folks are like, "Don't let your cats roam outdoors" because of this exact thing. But maybe it was a mistake domesticating cats, and just having these wild beasts trapped in the house doesn't seem like a good cure. Also, I honestly didn't have the time to find out where these wildlife places are, and whether they took pileated woodpeckers, and whether I could even get the bird there or not. Sometimes in our quest for utopian reactions, we assume too much infrastructure of privilege and entitlement for it to be an actual reaction for most folks.
But going back to the birch tree back there, that felt like the right thing to do, and the woodpecker definitely pepped up when I put her down there. We, as humans, have obviously over-complicated life on Earth. But unfortunately, a lot of times, the solutions to fix these inherent issues with the existence we've created are also overly-complicated, which just compounds the problems. I'm too fuckin' simple half the time for all that.
Friday, November 1
SONG OF THE DAY: Sex C.R.E.A.M.
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But the other side of that is each of our lives is a single cell as part of the larger whole, on Earth, beyond Earth, and on and on. This is one of my favorite lyrics to sit under the elder birch tree down in the woods back behind the house and chant the lyric over and over 99 times.
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