c'mon!

full circle.
i'm talking about the mirrorball sphere in the sky.
yep.
the moon was magnificently majestic last night.
even some haunted hottness-type clouds
were hanging out to reflect and refract that heavenly glory.
it was almost alien-abduction intensity, neighbors.
those wolfen jauns in my brains and veins
were feeling a little floodlit and exposed,
and that sort of revealing battle-beastliness just so happens
to mix well with late-night active participation business.
hangin' out at the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress,
appreciating the subtle nuances of nature,
and the not-so-subtle displays of victory.
nature wins is all i'm sayin', y'all.
just look at this striking viking view:

uh-huh.
tight and bright, b!tches.
a blinding beacon of guiding light in the night.
unearthly auras and sh!t were emanating all over the flippin' place,
and the bitter cold was injected deep into the bones of the
mountains and the roots of the woodsly goodness.
so the spirits and memories were swirling in the woodsmoke,
and illuminating the secrets and mysteries of the moonbeams;
but,
for all the raging gypsy mysticism,
the berserker barbarianism was a little lacking....
so we did what duders since forever have done.
that's right, my ninjas...
...we activated the hot fire!
teleport:

fuego a-go-go.
home improvements always leave lots of
timber, lumber, tinder, and extra-special cedar shakes
for that eleventh-level incensed incandescence.
word up.
my coat and my scarf smell like that winter woodland magic.
which is to say: dope!
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it's a sunny sunday in the north, my friends.
there're tattbombs to explode,
there're XI-mas gifts to wrap,
there is real life leaking out all over the place.
i've even got a candle called 'mistletoe kisses'
putting that holiday stank all up on my workspace, son.
that's a thing.
it smells exactly like comfort an' that.
you should come over and take a sniff, suckas.
i would.
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today is the day, same as always, same as it ever was.
the moon is on the leeward side of savagery,
but there's still a little wolfen sorcery inside of it.
i can feel the nutrients.
no joke.
it's all really happening, buddy.
that's the whole point.
pay attention;
never quiet, never soft.....