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 ...
September 12, 2017 - 1:45 p.m.
You know how I always say that I'm an idiot. Yesterday I was an idiot in a more important way. I went to Trader Joe's. I wanted something to snack on for the ride home. I bought peanuts. I have Crohn's Disease, I'm not supposed to eat peanuts. I now have a Crohn's attack. I don't have therapy this week; I have to remember to talk about it with her the following week. That is unhealthy behavior in both the physical and mental sense. Is that sharing too much? I didn't want to write it but it's one of the things I consider my job.
I've been sitting here for hours not writing. It's not fun being sick. I bet you knew that. I'm slowly improving. Come hell or high water I'm going to vote. The question is will I make it to John Platt's On Your Radar. I hate missing it but I'm not that kind of idiot. I know going is not more important than my health. If I am not well enough to eat I'm not well enough to go out.
I'm going to write more about the Hudson West Fest. Richard was there and taking pictures. I complained to him, he's taken my picture and written about me but he has never called me a sexy beast. I always thought that should be the first thing people think when they see me. Unfortunately, nobody agrees with me. When I say it to people I hear words like "delusional" bandied about. I figured that if people see sexy beast or at least "cute merch guy" said about me they will eventually think there is something to it. By people I of mean single attractive heterosexual women. What am I talking about? Right the Hudson West Fest. When I told that to Richard he took this picture of me.
As everything you read on the internet is true here is the proof that I'm a sexy beast. I'm talking to you Lena and Carey They are vehement deniers. I bet they are climate deniers too. I have proof that Lena is; she won't take a shower with me to save energy. She hates Al Gore.
So what else did I neglect to mention the other day? Kathryn Bloss's great art that was used as backdrops on the two stages.
Paul Sachs on the Kilgore Stage
M Shanghai on the Trout Stage
The Trout stage looked even better when the lights were on the Kilgore stage. Then it looked like stained glass. I pointed that out to everyone but I'm not sure if anyone took a picture. I think Kathryn did herself. If so, send it to me.
Both photos are by Fred Volkert. I got some decent shots with my phone but I'm just using them for Instagram. Many of the photographers are sending me their pictures to use on social media to promote the festival.
I have wanted to start a folk festival for years but with my issues I couldn't. I admire what Katherine, Kathryn, Gidge, Angel, and Laura did so much. They had to handle crises in real time and they did.
I didn't get to enjoy them but there were musical workshops in the basement as well as craft and food vendors. There were sketch artists, some of which I saw upstairs painting the scene in water color. I know enough music to know what I can't do. Visual art is beyond me. I can't even imagine what it feels like. It always fascinated me; it's why I loved watching Bob Ross on TV.
I wanted to say so much more but I'm afraid I'm not up to it. I will leave it with what I wrote to the organizers, there was no place that I'd rather have been than the Hudson West Fest.
I'm going to try to see if napping helps. I'm going to go back to bed. On Your Radar is looking less and less likely
I signed the Pro-Truth Pledge:
please hold me accountable.
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