Implementing a foreign principle on weapons policy can further exacerbate economic inequalities.

Here then we can begin to see the pub not only as a place where people consumed alcohol and got drunk but also as a place that served the community. Many pubs and alehouses served food and provided lodging as well. More than that though, the pub gave those outside of the political elite and the ruling classes a place where they could exchange ideas and debate politics with their neighbours, and not only in an abstract way, but through the lens of their own lives and the issues affecting them.

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A 9 week course on Being Pagan, with Rhyd Wildermuth

Agreeing to dangerous terms and conditions of applications which track movement and seek to predict future movements of people like you infringes upon freedoms of whole segments of the world population. But there are even more profound existential threats to migrants upon arrival in Europe.

The city is haunted

by liminal shades that frequent

the empty bus station or unclaimed lot

Even if the literal floodwaters don’t come for us, the rushing currents of cultural and political instability will leave almost all of us washed out of our comfortable materialist worldviews.

From R.G. Miga

I like to go to the woods not long after sunrise, when the air is still cool and carries the scent of the night, like faded cologne on a lover's neck. It mingles with the wood spice scent of the dry forest floor, and you catch just a hint of it in the gentle breeze or as your feet kick up dust as you make your way along familiar paths.

Mountain panic appears to be an experience of the numinous, what Rudolf Otto calls ‘the terrible and fascinating mystery,’which he saw as the origin of all religion.

It isn’t only in the public security sector that vestiges of the Military Dictatorship can be seen. For as long as capitalist values endure in society, so will the need for militarization—to carry out the extermination of an ‘unprofitable’ segment of the population.

We often think of folklore, myth, legend and stories as being in the past, a relic of history and indeed we can learn a lot about ourselves, where we came from and the land where we live by studying the stories that have been handed down to us. But they are more than that.

From Rhyd Wildermuth: “We need to dream our own dreams, not theirs.”

“Pilot whales are incredibly social; as soon as one strands, they all strand. The matriarch will go to help, and they all follow the matriarch.”

My partner and I went out to a beach near the Spit a few days after, and on the way home we stopped off. As far as we knew the stranding was over, the whales had died on the shore and been removed.

If you're unwilling to have a conversation about the tragedy humankind has been submitted to, and the individuals and institutions responsible for it, don't show up.

“In every word we breathe we bring the Void- the utter zero of its depths unseen, the sum of worlds it swallowed and destroyed: dead myths and fables, fallen gods and dreams.”

For the most part, such stories gave parents a bogeyman they could use to scare their young away from the dangers of deep water, for like fire, there is something alluring about water. There’s also a part of me, perhaps a more cynical part, that sees these stories as something else; our loss of connection to these wild spaces.

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The Rule of Law is not designed to be democratically improved upon, it’s designed to work according to the whims of those already in a position of power, and who have all the interest and resources to retain this power.

One person might believe a god became a man and died for their sins, another might believe there are no gods at all, yet both can agree that a good life requires access to the means of survival and a fair return for their labor.

Solar energy is potent. It fills us with energy and joy just as it does the land and the other beings we share it with. And perhaps there is something more, nostalgia tinged with the sweet taste of youths splendidly misbegotten.