moving my journal, possibly
happy new years fellas
christmas passed. not so sure if im ready for a new year. merry chimpmas
"[H]e appears in a long black hooded cloak. Sickle in hand, his influence is that of reaping the harvest; declaring reign on the fruitful land by taking its life to the Underworld. He is Saturn... Kronos... Father Time... Azrael... the Grim Reaper. He is the archetype of the dying year. He is death.As deities of life, light, and fertility exist, they must too have their necessary counterparts. Without death there would be no life, and this often maligned force of nature demands equal observation. All pantheistic structures include one or more representatives of the vibration or occurrence of death, be it the death of the land or the death of humans and animals. Indeed, this deity had no option but manifest as an enigma; for death itself is a grand mystery."
Dragon's Blood - Via Nocturna
can you believe it? crimas.. just a week away! 
O God of Abraham, God of Isaac, God of Jacob, deign to bless these odoriferous spices so that they may receive strength, virtue, and power to attract the good spirits, and to banish and cause to retire all hostile phantoms. Through thee, O most holy ADONAI, who livest and reignest unto the ages of the ages. Amen. I exorcise thee, O spirit impure and unclean, thou who art a hostile phantom, in the name of God, that thou quit this perfume, thou and all thy deceits, that it may be consecrated and sanctified in the name of God almighty. May the Holy Spirit of God grant protection and virtue unto those who use these perfumes; and may the hostile and evil spirit and phantom never be able to enter therein, through the ineffable name of God almighty. Amen. O Lord, deign to bless and to sanctify this creature of perfume so that it may be a remedy unto mankind for the health of body and of soul, through the invocation of thy holy name. May all creatures who receive the odour of this incense and of these spices receive health of body and of soul, through him who hath formed the ages. Amen.
pretty good friday 
music make you lose control
i got recommended by 2 people to write an entry about friendships/relationships, so i think ill do that. theres not much to say on the topic. i lack the pretentious academic vocabulary to describe human connection and love. its especially foreign to me. its rare that i experience a real connection with others. a lot of the time its like im living in 3rd person or im not "getting" something. 
dude no way i was finally able to breed an entbrat in my singing monsters. i mean it sounds horrible but i want to get all monsters required for an island to feel complete. next ill try to breed a ghazt or something
happy turkey day. im thinking of journaling here every once in a while. an update log seems redundant. why dont i just surprise others ((mostly my friends)) with the annoying new shit i add?
