)O( A November to Remember )O(

My life is moving incredibly fast in all the best ways.  I am going to have to start taking notes so that when I come here to do my review and add some mystical elements, it will all come together!  As promised, I wrote, directed, and starred in a cute little sketch called Vampire Versus Reaper!  It was absolutely awesome.  We did two showings, and the audiences loved it both times! I love to direct, and honestly, I forgot.  It was so cool to be reminded that I give good direction to actors and manage a crew pretty well.  I had a great time acting, also.  It's been quite a while since I was on stage as an actor, and the experience was a great reminder of how much fun I have in theater.  Writing the piece was a snap, and I will start working on writing another sketch as soon as I catch up with my book writing goals.  None of this would have happened without the fucking brutal kick to the teeth I received when Sami died a few weeks ago.  The fire of inspiration and the impetus of finite reality have combined to shake my foundations as a creative.  I. WILL. NEVER. STOP.  

My majik is mutating as I adopt more ancient practices as a matter of course, since I am surrounded by an unbroken chain of tradition that spans back more thousands of years than can be scientifically agreed upon.  This journey actually caused me to take somewhat of a break from music.  Don't get me wrong, I still played in shows and went to shows all year this year, but I didn't do much "recreational" listening.  My spotify wrapped told me I listened to 60% less music this year.  It's because I was embodying a new form of spiritual silence.  Aspects of my ego have been utterly destroyed, and I feel enhanced for losing them.  Now it is time to start building new playlists and rediscovering old music I've forgotten about.  In a way, I feel like I'm on year two of the rest of my life.  

Looking back on everything that has occurred since I left the states is so mindblowing.  I remember how sad, scared, and traumatized I was when I was packing my shit.  I remember the first time I walked down a street without being concerned for my own safety.  I remember hitting one of my darkest emotional lows in one of the ugliest cites in the first world.  That's London, by the way.  I think the ugly parts of London are so hideous that its grandiose beauties can never make up for or hide them.  Then, I got on a Singaporian plane and my life became this poetic masterpiece!  

I'm still not back to baseline after losing Sami and then SEVERAL other people in the span of one month.  From 10/22-11/22 death marched through my little patch of reality and truly made his presence known.  The commitment to continue upward and onward is present, however.  I think 2024, the Year of the Dragon, is going to be powerful and passionate in a way I could never imagine or anticipate.  So all I can do is get ready for the completely unexpected!