“The privilege of a lifetime is being who you are.”
Welcome to Butterfly Language, a look at the world inside and outside my head!
Today is the Full Moon in Scorpio. I took a wee break from my little meditation on Star Trek/Tim Leary/Philip K. Dick/The Nine/et al. to do some Spring Cleaning (while it is still Spring) and republish everything that was left from my Drafts.
I also recently made live, after several years, my original blog, Occasional Superheroine. There are over 2500+ posts on that site, mostly on pop-culture but also some personal narrative & the very very *beginnings* of anything that resembles what you read here now.
You may ask: what exactly had to happen to inspire one to simply wipe off the face of the Earth that much work and content? I guess the short answer is: I was kind of “bullied” off the Internet; that’s when I first began doing my anonymous sites, mostly under male identities.
The fucked-up thing is this: had all of that bullying bullshit not happened, and I would have just continued writing the way I was writing…I’d probably be some generic media writer right now, probably pigeon-holed into “women’s interest”-slant stories. There would have been NO WAY IN FUCK I’d be going down the road I did here, with the PKD, and the RAW, and theorizing about the nature of reality, and getting to the bottom of “What’s The Frequency, Kenneth?” and speculating on the Singularity. Because: I’d have no incentive to move outside my little lucrative circle where I did all the right things. In fact: I would have been SCARED SHIT to do ANYTHING that would have jeopardized my little fiefdom of sand.
To me: it’s the Hero’s Journey; in mundane microcosm, perhaps, but the Hero’s Journey nonetheless.
Here are the posts; I believe I’m up-to-date now, my Drafts are clear!
ESSAYS ON THE FUTURE OF HUMANITY:
LIFE-COACHING & PERSONAL DEVELOPMENT
…AND THE REST!
Now here’s something I believed for 25 years (!) was one of the most beautiful love songs ever made. And I only recently found out that Blues Traveler’s “Hook” (which I mistakenly thought was called “The Heart”) is actually one of the most CYNICAL songs ever made. Here’s the (equally cynical) music video, which descends into creepy angry subliminal Emergency Broadcast Network territory (remember them, Nineties hipster children???) by the end.
Even now, listening back to it…it still almost sounds like that most beautiful love song I ever heard in my life.