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Lilacs will lead the way

Congratulations! You’re still here. I’m still here. Sure, you wouldn’t know if if you’re keeping close track of my posting frequency this past month, but I’m here and I’ve been there and here and everywhere all to report back that the sun is in Gemini, Saturn and Neptune are bout to meet up in Aries, the Tigers are doing really well, but not as well as billionaires that are about to get even more tax breaks, chipmunks tore up or ate or sacrificed all but two of my freshly planted seedlings, helping out with five kids (under the age of 14) all in sports at the end of the school year is either crazy or invigorating depending on what kind of field trip they’ve been on earlier in the day, there’s something DIY-crackdown creepy about Joann Fabrics being ordered to destroy their stock of sewing patterns, you never know what point in your life you will be a cat-on-a-leash person, and podcasting is incredibly fun, fulfilling, therapeutic, and wildly time consuming.

Homemade pepper spray and garden netting didn’t stop the ‘munks

Things always take more time than you think they will. I know this but I never really know it until I feel myself going a little nutty from lopsided attention distribution. That’s another way of saying I haven’t been taking my own craftsanity advice and I really need to go make a terrible mess with some paints and adhesives soon. I wonder if others have been experiencing something similar, succumbing to forces that pull and steal and beat your attention up so hard that all you can do at the end of the evening is contribute a GIF to a text thread with a couple of your friends.

I don’t believe in all that “there are two kinds of people…” stuff but, ok, there really are only two kinds of people round these United States right now: those that can sense that we are in the midst of the biggest economic, cultural, political, and spiritual shift of our lifetimes, and those that say “This type of stuff has always been happening, whatever.”

If you haven’t run into the latter type, you probably aren’t in rural America or around men much. I assume the “oh it’s always been bad” or “there has always been such and such kind of people” is supposed to be a conversation ender. Like a so don’t worry about it. Live your life. Type of thing. But that makes no sense. Earthquakes have always happened but if I was in one and a building was crashing down on me I wouldn’t be comforted if someone said, “These earthquakes have been f*cking sh*t up for centuries. I don’t let it get to me.” Ya know?

So yeah, I prefer to be in the company of people who acknowledge that the matrix was just updated with a new game pack. Even better if the same people are like, “and it’s time to get weirder than weird.” Because that is quite obviously the best course of action through these times.

Maybe try donning a period costume and cutting fruit with a machete. The second part is optional, but I do recommend something drastic with your wardrobe. That way we can find each other in public. And you’ll be putting others at ease, the ones that feel like things aren’t normal but everything looks normal… until they see you getting gas in Annie Oakley garb or grocery shopping wearing a giant Animal (from the Muppets) head. It’s a public service that will also signal to the hidden parts of yourself that it is ok to come out now. It’s free for all season.

What are you doing for free for all season? Where and how are you getting weird or where do you need more weirdness? Let us know in the comments.

I’ll be back with a post I’ve been working on about time perception (these things take time, ya know) and then some much needed craftsanity. And if you enjoyed my fruit ninja short, check out our Biting All The Apples TikTok where we’re shamelessly aura farming to get people interested in our totally radical podcast. No Tok? We’re also on YouTube and YouTubeShorts.

Stay weird my friends!