I became insane with long intervals of horrible sanity.
The trouble with fighting for human freedom is that one spends most of one's time defending scoundrels. For it is against scoundrels that oppressive laws are first aimed, and oppression must be stopped at the beginning if it is to be stopped at all.
Many people would sooner die than think; In fact, they do so
What I have been telling you, from alpha to omega, what is the one great thing the sigil taught me — that everything in life is miraculous. For the sigil taught me that it rests within the power of each of us to awaken at will from a dragging nightmare of life made up of unimportant tasks and tedious useless little habits, to see life as it really is, and to rejoice in its exquisite wonderfulness. If the sigil were proved to be the top of a tomato-can, it would not alter that big fact, nor my fixed faith. No Harrowby, the common names we call things by do not matter — except to show how very dull we are ...
July 31, 2014 - 8:08 a.m.
I'm up early so here's an unplanned edition of Wise Madness.
I'm off to Falcon Ridge this morning. Fred is picking me up. Yesterday I did my usual last minute preparations. I did laundry then realized that I didn't have my stake bag for my tent. So I was off to EMS for stakes. I bought them and a bag to put them in. I got home. I decided to shove them in my tent bag � and found my old stake bag. I hate being an idiot. I really should be used to it. so I wasted a few hours and considerable money. At least now Camp Budgiedome has lots of extra stakes.
I of course didn't start packing till late at night. I have my towel. I just need to remember my pillow. I can't pack it now as I'm using it as I write this. I have to run to the drug store as there are a few things I forgot to buy. Yes I'm an idiot. Yes I should make a list. No I never do. Sigh. Next year I vow to be on anxiety meds. That will help.
My Budgiedome anxiety broke last night and I was able to read emails and messages and discovered some disasters that Brianne didn't know about and now I'm scrambling to make changes in the Budgiedome schedule. There might be surprise guests.
At least I was good and made myself dinner. I had Cajun steak and hash browns. That's a yummy dinner. If I write this fast enough and do my shopping maybe I can make breakfast before Fred gets here. That would be nice.
Oh I overcame anxiety and arranged to borrow a car so I can drive to Max and Caila's wedding. Then I called Alison and arranged to be able to shower and change in her hotel room.
I called Brianne yesterday and she did a great job of making me feel better. I warned her that's the toughest part of being my assistant. Wow I thought I was over the anxiety but a wave just hit me. Oh well. I always have a great time once I'm there and this year will be no exception. I will see many of you at the Festival. I will have plenty to write about when I get home.
I signed the Pro-Truth Pledge:
please hold me accountable.
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