Friday, 20 March 2015

Starting a new era

This has been a long time coming.

I had outgrown my last project awhile. I actually set it up for deletion last February, but I stopped myself. I figured I owed it to myself to keep pushing forward - I worked so hard, built up readership. Slowly, I was realizing that the skin of that project was constricting.

Last week, shit hit the fan. I got harassed online by a local crackpot, and I posted about it on the blog. Well, that didn't go well - not only was I informed that person was a massive racist, I found out that people were defending that horrendous behaviour! Like, what?

That was the straw that broke the camels back. That wrecked the proverbial shop.

Yesterday, I decided to pull two tarot cards - a little guidance, a little affirmation, a little lesson. I pulled Death and Ace of Wands. The meaning was pretty clear -

Absolutely not going back.
You can’t make me turn back.
I don’t follow orders.

Jason Pitzl posted T. Thorn Coyle's brilliant post, and that sealed the deal (man, talk about synchronicity and speaking to my very soul. Really.).

I decided I was done. Not done of what I was doing, per say, but done associating with that constant negative feedback loop. There is a lot of crazy, and a lot of vindictive people with big mouths. I think I used the word 'disavow' when I mentioned it to my covenmates earlier.

I have suitably removed myself from all of that, and have set up here. I am hoping to broaden the scope of what I am doing. I have a lot of interests, and I'd like to talk about them a lot more.

I am gamer - various different types of games. I'm an artist of sorts - a photographer, painter, weaver, and sometimes sculpter. I bake and cook like crazy. I'm a writer. I like weird news and social issues. I'm a feminist. I like history and mythology. I like pop culture and I have an entire folder of choice reaction gifs on my computer.

Just an example of my curated collection of internet art.

I'm here for a refresh. I'm shedding old skin -like what happens when the caterpillar turns into a butterfly, puts on some sweet sunglasses and dances like it gives no fucks.