someone please for fuck’s sake tell me why everyone follows a useless calendar made by some oldfuck dude centuries ago instead of following mother nature’s blissfully simplistic schedule of release, rebirth, action, & reflection brought by the seasons.
like why would a new year, which everyone attributes renewal and a fresh start, begin in the dead of winter? that makes absolutely no logical sense as you’re still supposed to be reflecting and releasing. of course you feel off-balance and drained, you’re not at all in flow with what nature’s created for you.
2019 is all about grubcore. we’re talking freshly tilled soils. rotting tree bark. we’re talking forest floor duff. 2019 we’re writhing in the ground and eating dirt
