These days I've been doing a crapload of stuff, but lately a lot of my time has been spent playing Harvest Moon. I got into it as soon as I got my summer flu (it happens every summer now). I started it because I needed something to pass the time while feeling like shit, and before I knew it I was ADDICTED. Sure, I'll admit that the game is monotonous, tedious, and even frustrating - but I still sit down on my mornings off and play it for at least an hour or two (or four or FIVE) at a time. Harvesting my melons, cuddling my animals, fishing by the waterfall (it’s the sweet spot), cooking food for my potential husband... I tried so hard to get either Bruce Campbell or that hippie Gustafa to love me, but I was proposed to by the chauchy Nick Carter wannabe guy named Rock. I didn't even talk to him so I don't understand why I didn't get one of the husbands I wanted. Maybe it's because I was playing between the two of them... bahaha. If I refuse the chauch, my game ends and I can't play anymore, which really sucks, so I'll just have to make do with the chauch. That's about the extent to my Harvest Moon experience so far... It's really DAMN fun, even if I didn't get the hizzbind I wanted. I'll probably play it some more after writing this n_n ...
I recently cleaned my room today for the first time in what seems like months. Smoking pot every day takes away your urge to clean anything, or do anything really. I mean, I've had a lot of sweet stoned adventures lately with a few people whom I won't mention in case they don't want word getting out. I know it does now that Facebook exists... Goddamn. We spent time inhaling the fresh air of the Enchanted Forest while eying up the mushroom lamps, falling baked into a circus dressing room and many a trip to the Clapping Circle - plus so much more, really. I've had an excellent summer so far. I've had so much time to finally be outside in the sun... It feels awesome to get out of the colour coded mindlessness of indoor work. This is why I now (FINALLY) enjoy my job at Tobiano. It really sucked at first, working at 6am almost every single day - getting up at 4:20am so I have enough time to hitch a ride to Savona with other Tobiano slaves. I'm a night person, truthfully - I was born in the evening, and it has always been my favourite, most productive time. Being forced to wake up early was a disgusting shock on my system. I had to get Adavans - which are like sleeping pills but really, they're for minimizing your anxiety so you can actually fall asleep. I admittedly need these in order to fall asleep early for work, otherwise I simply can't sleep. I went a few days without them and basically felt like my eyes had dried up in my sockets, withered to dust along with my haze of a mind and body. This does not work at all while performing strenuous manual labour. Nope insomnia cannot be tolerated, so alas, I must remain addicted to Adavans until the summer is over and I start a school schedule. I just hope it doesn't fuck my sleep up worse than it already is.
But yeah, other than work, Harvest Moon, and adventures, I've been studying more occult subjects lately. Not too heavily, and definitely not day to day, but subjects such as the Tarot, Astrology, pyramids, and the fascinating effects that shapes can have on matter and the Earth. There's no way I could say all I want to say about all of these things, so I'll write what I know the most, and that's Astrology. Astrology, to me, is definitely not the most perfect or rational discipline, I know that - but I find it difficult to believe that the positions of the planets at our birth don't have an effect on our lives. We are part of the Earth and the elements - as strange as that seems, since we humans are the most alien species compared to other animals. We are, however, all a huge part of our planet which is constantly being shifted and effected by outside influences such as the Sun and the Moon. Changes in the weather and the seasons are made because of the Sun; the rotations/orbits of the Earth to our Sun effect the way things work on Earth. For example, the Moon's effects on Ocean tides and the Equator (Amazon) being the part of Earth that absorbs the most heat - hence the abundant amounts of plant, insect, and animal life still thriving there. So as far as we know, we are made of the Earth... We contribute to it with emissions, garbage, cow farts, man-made structures, etc (kinda sad I can't find other ways we contribute...). However, we - in essence, are our Earth, our Sun (we're nourished by the vitamins it provides to our vegetables and livestock) - we are our planet. Since our planet is part of such a complex solar system full of
other planets, how can we possibly think that we
aren't influenced by them? Granted, they're all REALLY far away, but they're still part of the system, and so are we. The only iffy thing about Astrology seems to be the odd explanations for the planets - symbols like the water bearer, the fish, the ram, the bull, the twins, the crab, the lion, the virgin... and etc for all 12 Signs. Aquarius is supposed to be intelligent and rebellious, Pisces artfully gifted and empathetic, Aries as tough yet passionate... Yet where did these ideas come from? It seems iffy because the information has been passed on through occult knowledge over the past thousand years or so... Even longer. And as much as it makes sense that we're affected by our solar system, the way Astrology categorizes things is pretty effed up. Either way, it’s fun to try to make it work, especially if you get to know the signs and people of the signs. I can spot a Gemini or a Virgo pretty much anywhere. And of course (for you skeptic turds) I do know that Astrology is not always right, that people sometimes completely disagree with their chart readings - and that most believe more in the rational aspects such as genetics and upbringings. I think it all factors together, personally.
One last thing to mention... Which is something I'm sure everyone has noticed but maybe not paid any attention to, is the fact that many cultures in human life revolve around the number 12. Of course I don’t know if that’s true for all civilizations (I don’t know what their dating systems are like in Iraq or China…) But for many places and older civilizations such as the Maya, there's 12 months in a year, 12 numbers in a clock, 24 hours in a day (again, two twelves), 12 Signs, and then 12 Disciples, if we want to talk about religion (in this case, Christianity). But I'm sure you have all seen Zeitgeist, as he brought up a far creepier idea –the number 12 actually appearing in many different religions besides just Christianity. What bothers me about Zeitgeist is that he doesn't cite ANY sources at all, and I think I'd like to see a list of sources in order for me to believe that so many religions actually all incorporate one "son" and 12 disciples.
I might actually be doing some academic articles on this blog once I get accustomed to writing again, for my own practices in article writing and 'cause I just enjoy doing it. I have this really amazing book called
A Pictorial History of Magic and the Supernatural - and I have no idea where it came from. I just found it in one of my packed boxes during my many scramblings to and from 100 Mile and Kamloops. It basically is what it's titled - a massive photographic bounty of documented tribal, ritual, and occult Magic practices throughout history. The book was published in 1960 in Czechoslovakia, and was apparently stolen from the Quesnel library, or so the stamp says on the inside of it. Anyways, it’s pretty creepy, but incredibly interesting - and I'll probably be taking pieces of it and doing more internet research, maybe something from the University library if I can.
This is the back and cover of the book. The actual cover underneath is way creepier.
Yeah giant scary pentagram... Hmmm.
I think its safe to say I'm intrigued.
