Self work is not selfish

"Self-fulfillment and personal understanding allow us to support ourselves and therefore others" - The First Pillar of the Global Order of Satan. In the absence of a belief in the literal existence of anthropomorphic deities, my own Pagan path focuses largely on two things: Nature and the Self. While I want to do more, and... Continue Reading →

There is no perfect moment

"Don't you forget about dying, don't you forget about your friend Death, don't you forget that you will die." - Ghost, Pro Memoria. Today is Ash Wednesday in the Catholic tradition. While I have long since left that religion behind, I acknowledge its influence, for good and ill, on my perception. Ash Wednesday is one... Continue Reading →

Lambskin Parchment: A poem

Get thee behind me Emmanuel. The gates of perdition are edged with pearl and gilt. Beneath the altar, relics of my innocence; Spilt wine, consecrated dripping from stigmatic hands. Ex cathedra I exhume the execration. Censor your thurible, no incense shrouds The reeking entrails worn around your neck. The holy lie, forbidden fruit tastes sweet;... Continue Reading →

Still living

Eagle-eyed readers may have noticed a lack of Friday and Sunday blog posts here on Wrycrow. This is due to an unexpected medical emergency, where I ended up being taken into hospital via ambulance for a whole battery of blood tests, ECGs, X-rays and suchlike. All for free, of course, thanks to the wonderful NHS... Continue Reading →

Gender is an ocean

Gender. What does that word mean to you? Is it just about biology, reproductive function? Is it your idea of yourself, how you perceive your being? Is it a social construct, handed down to us at birth from an authority on high? If so can we hand it back? Gender to me is a process,... Continue Reading →

Still growing

"I've been dreaming for so long, to find the meaning, to understand" - Within Temptation, 'Jillian' The new year is, of course, just a date in a calendar. An artificial designation created by a particular set of people in a particular time, marking years based on the estimated date of the birth of a Jewish... Continue Reading →

I’m still here

2018 has been a hell of a year. I suffer from depression, and this year has been a really consistently low one for my mental health. Of course the year has had highlights (seeing my favourite bands, going to new places) and achievements (completing year one of Druid College), but on the whole 2018 has... Continue Reading →

Listening to your body

I recently came down with a cold, which I'm currently fighting off (I have a hot lemon tea next to me as I write this, on the sofa, under a blanket...you get the idea). This has led to a period of what I think of as "enforced rest", where all you can do is sit... Continue Reading →

Thor and Loki, 2015-2018

After writing in my last post that Loki, my pet gerbil, was poorly and old, he passed away peacefully in his sleep the other day. I saw him in the morning and gave him some cuddles, then when I came home from work he was lying in his gerbilarium, looking like he was asleep, but... Continue Reading →

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