Ok, the blog is again public. Really, the readership was never high. I am not interesting enough, inspiring enough…and I am sick of narrowing it even more in the hopes of deeper conversations and meaningful connections. Those clearly were never meant to be part of the online experience.
Perhaps not profane enough? Since this was my blog of the “deeper” me. The more “introspective me”? The less ranting and screaming me. Apparently all anyone ever liked WAS my rants and screaming, swearing and flailing.
So be it. This is still who I am when not going mad over the latest news splashes of mud and worse.
Nobody conversed in private any more (or less) than in public. So fear of reprisals or harassment from Trumpeteers or radical Christian sorts apparently was not it. I am merely too boring, too much a hermit, lacking flash or charm.
I am actually pretty good with all of that. I may or may not post my continued efforts in the Magical Battle of America. I’m not really the ‘ra ra, sis boom bah’ sort –I find as many things to be a grim realistic kick in the face as not in magical matters. Thus, I still do mundane activist things. Those are doubtless boring, too. Meetings, phone calls, petitions, more phone calls, letters, contributions. Boring grown up stuff. I could rename the blog perhaps: Boring Grown Up Pagan Humanist Blog? Honestly, I crack myself up.