Tower Freyja Griffon

Debating about what to post today. My boyfriend's away for the week, and I already miss him. I've been a bit frustrated with surfing today, and I'm wishing that I had a bit more of a focus than merely trolling for connections. I'm happy that other people are seeing connections between things that I hadn't really thought of before, such as immigration, megachurches, white-male paranoia, satanic ritual abuse and religious belief addicts, interestingly all under the guise of Saturn.

I'm looking forward to trying to get to writing some stories and plays for the Great Turning. I've already come up with a title for an olio of plays:

Empire Anonymous

Scenes from the Great Turning

I came up with an idea for a short play to go into this larger one, though I don't want to say anything about it yet. I need to go back and read some S. Beckett, however. His work is prophetic in odd ways, as is Chekhov's. I think those two writers more than any other theatricians have relevance in today's world. Shakespeare kind of does, at least his more mystical pieces such as A Midsummer Night's Dream. The Tempest needs to be released from its imperial ambitions, I think. But it's still a play I enjoy.)

We'll see where it goes, if it goes anywhere.

I'm exploring conscious dreaming right now. Perhaps something will come of that as well. My intention for tonight is to ask for a dream to show me how I might heal my creative self. Had a dream last night about how to best express myself creatively, and I had a dream about getting blocked from going to bed. I knew I had to go the long distance to go the short distance correctly, but I had failed so many times, I now had a blanket to use at the point I usually fail. Sad, really. I mean I have a M(other) F(ucking) A(rts) degree you know?

Whatever.