Friday, August 27, 2021

Western men, come back to us.

There is an attack on men. This is one of the many reasons I think we see so many injustices being permitted in Western countries, injustices that strike at the very root of what Western society stands for. Men have been turned into effeminate beings who are ridiculed and insulted across popular culture by females who are all products of third-wave feminism. A slow invasion of our countries is underway as I type this, but American (and European) men allow it to happen, in large part due to the surplus of estrogen and lack of testosterone (which is not toxic, but actually supports the health, calmness, and motivation of a man). Women rage against "toxic masculinity" and end up in comfy relationships with soft boys who will watch Handmaid's Tale with them, but there is only lots of food sharing and morphing into a neutrality, no sex of course because there exists no polarity. Both genders suffer with society as it is now. Modern society is emotionalism and chaos with so much shakti feminine energy running amuck, and such a lack of stable masculine shiva energy to ground it. Western men, I do believe it's your place to right these wrongs. Come back to us.
















Friday, August 27, 2021

Having recently gotten back into Dick Proenneke, I've decided to give daily journaling a go for a few weeks and see if it's something I'd like to make a habit of.

I didn't get the best night of sleep last night, so it's a bit of a puffy-eyed glasses-wearing day, but I'm shaking it off hour by hour. Spoke with a gentleman this morning, in regard to becoming a volunteer EMT in the county here, and it was surprisingly refreshing when he said, "While I myself am pro-vaccine, I'm also pro-choice, so I don't need to know if you are or aren't [vaccinated]." It feels like such simple reason has largely left the stage on a societal level, so I appreciated his stance. 

This goes well along with a wonderful conversation I had with one of the local Deputy Sheriffs at the gym last week- not only was he into bizarre esoteric topics like myself, but he was very firm in his position about the nonsensical nature of all that is going on in the world at large right now. It made me feel better somehow just knowing that someone like him is in a position of law and order here in our small little mountain town. 

I'm heating a pot of water on the stove now, preparing to go for a hike with my husband when he gets in from work. We'll be going to an emerald green lake with a trail around it and a little cave right off the trail that we've been curious about. Hoping for the audacity to go up to the mouth of it to inspect the tracks leading inside and figure out who is calling that place home. 

A scene from yesterday's drive to the bank, which always turns into an adventure when you have to cover such distance just to get to the bank: