Alcohol
This mead must be at LEAST 3 years old, because the folks who made it retired in 2014.
Saving this for a special occasion. ^.^
Alcohol
Found this in @literorrery's liquor stash. She doesn't even know how it got there. As a coyote, I have claimed Scavenger's Rights on it. ^.^ https://awoo.space/media/RzDamQ73bQZtgAuMepU https://awoo.space/media/kwPfIwHgXSOdyx8jxdU
(Also, okay, probably I'm no longer allowed to reflexively turn my nose up at neoshamanism resources after spending so much of last nigh being deeply moved by that. Fine. ;) I've come full-circle, I guess!)
Incidentally, @Oneironott if you haven't listened to The Shamen much, you really really should. :)
Drugs
Last night I also finally got to listen to two of my favorite and most-appropriate albums while under the indluence of an entactogen:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Worlds_(album)
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Axis_Mutatis
Re: City spirit-homes: I feel I'd be remiss if I didn't give a nod toward some of the GOOD sculpture around the city here. Nature-oriented, community-orient.
Maybe I'll post some pics someday if the sun ever comes out again. ;)
Semi-fiction?
The city where I live now has sculpture too. Inspiring curves and imposing angles of metal stand in front of offices and retail complexes, inviting the spirits of the city to make their homes there.
Of course they come, new-wrought urban spirits, sleek and shiny and ready to be looked at. But all they show us is more of the same.
“This place is new and exciting and up-to-date! Come see, come see!"
I long to see them rust, just a bit, showing that nature works its ways here too.
Semi-fiction?
The town where I grew up was filled with spirit-homes, shrines, sculpture.
Here, the path of the rivers that surround us shown in miniature on the sidewalk, reminding us how small we are.
There, a coyote silhouette, who could hide among the real ones when they wander through at night.
Elsewhere, wind plays in spinning spirals of colored metal, the invisible made visible.
Nature and history were invited in, twined through our streets, as we made our homes uneasily among them.
Perhaps I can process some of my weird current homesickness feelings by griping about internet media!
...I'm not sure how I feel about Night Vale.
This is not to say I don't like it. It's clever, and weirdly soothing, and really good at representation.
I just... it's hard to describe.
Imagine there was a podcast about a weird little town a lot like the one YOU grew up in, earnestly focusing on evoking a definite sense of place...
...but it was written by a bunch of New York City hipsters.
Quote-boosting (with permission) a friend's followers-only toot:
"i think another NB obstacle for people who do want to modify their existing parts is a lot of people have the attitude 'it's not what's in your pants that matters, it's what's in your head'
which is v progressive in a lot of ways! and v true! but sometimes it matters to -us-, and not just when we're having sex."
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I'm honestly sorta wondering how much of this is a straightforward terminology problem, at least when it comes to the specifics of my goals (and the goals of a lot of the folks in the aforementioned whisper network). There is NO good, specific term for this. The nearest one is a gross furry porn slur.
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pronouns: he/him • ve/ver
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Glowy Postfurry Gay Coyotter Rave Toy.
Responding to @mentions and not much else. 💜