Tonight in the Northern Hemisphere is the longest night of the year, Yule. The mate and I were simply too flat out exhausted to try and get anything fancy together, never mind getting together with anyone else during this pandemic. Yes, we've got two vaccines out now so there's light at the end of the tunnel, but there's still plenty of tunnel left to get through to get to the light. Whether we'll get any kind of boost from the Jupiter/Saturn conjunction tonight still remains to be seen.
I mean, sometimes I get just as sick of all the restrictions as anybody else but not for long.
My cousin Danny passed away from Covid during the summer. So yeah, that's affected my views. Possibly for the first time in my life if I hear someone going on about bluestatehoax, I am likely to punch their teeth out. The disease that took my cousin is not a joke, and who gives a flying fuck where it started, whether a lab in Wuhan china as the far right loves to claim or not. It's here now, and we need to deal with it now.
In a way, the pandemic's laid bare just how badly we all really do need each other. Fine. Don't need people? Here's something to keep you isolation for the next year or so. Come back when it's over and tell me how much you don't need people then.
Okay, short rant there. Now back to Yule. I put on
Heilung - Live at Castlefest to remind myself about this next point.
It sort of related to the previous paragraph in that...in our boundless, wide-eyed love affair with technology and childlike faith in it to solve all our problems, listening to works like this makes me wonder if something was also lost, something perhaps more important. I swear I can feel this music all the way down to my DNA. Occasionally it induces visions, and the runes have become more precious to me, more precious than ever.