We see it time and time again. Hipster foods that make poor brown people starve because they can no longer afford a food that was once their staple; or crops that are grown for cattle to satisfy our demand for ever cheaper meat instead of to feed those people who grow them. It’s not those folks who benefit from this supposed growth. It is not you or I.

“If our treaty of friendship with the spiritual powers is to be restored, we must take the responsibility of Fírinne upon ourselves.”

call for submissions for the fifth issue of our print journal, A Beautiful Resistance

This trashcan is called Peace.

As the pressure builds, we know we cannot carry on as we have been doing. We, as a species, will reap what we have sown, in one way or another, for I feel we are too far gone for anything else.

None of this is new, deforestation by the livestock industry dates back to the 1960s. Still, it's good to learn from today's tragedy. More effective than voting is to not support the industries responsible.

The latest podcast from Alley Valkyrie and Rhyd Wildermuth

The Crackland in Rio— Portraits of people from the drug scene in the favela Maré.

They are searching
for the ones who have eaten
the stars set their tongues alight

“Given the crisis the world presently faces, the most potent form of offering may be action in the world: mutual aid and solidarity, direct action against injustice or climate change, and so on. The Renewal of the Pact will require more than symbolism.”

During the coming food production crises, unless the left also attempts to organize rural populations and farming communities, it will be the fascists determining who in the cities gets to eat.

So what does this mean when it comes to community building and forging solidarity links? Quite simply it means that you must be willing to take action of some sort. The time for such is now. And if there’s nothing happening in your neighbourhood or town, then you must be willing to step forward, to create the narrative you want to see. It may be scary but you must try and you might well be surprised with the outcome.

The crossroads are a symbol found in most cultures, signifying the many possibilities, the many choices and the spaces in between. They are steeped in mystery and folklore, the place where two or more roads intersect is a liminal space, a no man’s land belonging to no person.

magic and the gods are being disciplined out of our consciousness…

If they wanted fewer guns they'd just make fewer.

‘you alone are uncontainable invincible’

Gods&Radicals published a book I have written: three linked essays about trancing, speaking to the Gods and hearing a response, and being a Believer/Animist. I wrote these essays with taken-by-me photos as part of the story but publishing, alas, puts an unacceptable price on photographs and they had to be left out when we came to it. Here they are-

The return of our popular course by Rhyd Wildermuth

I awoke early as I often do, whilst everyone else still slept. Even my old girl kept her eyes closed as I crept from the bed, snuggling back beneath the covers for a while longer. I went downstairs, avoiding the boards that creak and the steps that groan, a hangover from the days when my babes were indeed still babes.

“What kind of people govern us now? Are they generous? Are they just? If the rulers are guilty of injustice and mistreatment, if their rule does not bring prosperity for all, if they mistreat the Land, the Sea, and the Sky, then they have lost the Sovereignty and have no authority.”