Dear readers,

This morning I woke up in my cockpit (read bedroom) and realised my head was clear as the sky. Excited as a child because of the day being the last of the year and already being at a new beginning!

The temporary guests are gone, yes Draco too, and so is the noise in my head. Can channel again to the frequency that makes me creative and laugh about myself. That part saves me from the existential crisis, cancel culture and binary morality…or maybe I just am from the wrong generation to suffer these ails.

All these complicating acknowledgements and laws in order to create equality, safety and other odd concepts in our dimension of organised chaos. Chaos as in the law of the universe and commercial political mayhem. After all the latter being the reason we are in the state of wanna be-s, hang on I’ll explain myself.

Beasts as we call them have a natural pecking order followed without any dishonest or corrupted elements, we beings think ourselves above them though aren’t nearly as honourable. loyal or plain thankful as the ones we slaughter, lock up or extinguish for that matter. Nop, not under the spell of a vegetarian, vegan or any other hypocritic compass, just am daughter of the era where one banana was taught to be healthy and a kilo nefast.

Daughter of an era where respect, common sense and fewer rules were normality. The effort of children was rewarded with a coin for the candy shop or a present and not the other way around. An era in which you as a parent were called upon about bad behaviour not congratulated by good conduct from your child.

Geopolitics and commerce go hand in hand and those hands are cradling our society into a state of permanent mayhem. The continuous silent chess play China is performing is possible because of all the so-called liberal commies’ parties in the western world, which have all nestled in under the promise of being one of us and would liberate us the people from them (the leading class) but after they filled their pockets and so secured their future because after all let’s not be pussies…

Reality calls for being one with the marching band. They keep forgetting that songs, ballads, anthems etc are composed by harmony, melody, tempo, chorus…So dear people be faithful to yourself and respectful to others and tune. That way the arrangement of this dimension and era can change.

Wishing harmony with you all,

Irena Phaedra