I know I'm a day late, but happy Spring guys! I went outside in the freezing ass cold last night and gave the earth a little knock and wake up call. I can only hope that all my neighbors saw me and are now more afraid than ever.
They say that it isn't ideal to do rituals of any kind in the winter, so here's to more fair weather for our work.
"Study me then, you who shall lovers be
At the next world, that is, at the next spring;
For I am every dead thing,
In whom Love wrought new alchemy.
For his art did express
A quintessence even from nothingness,
From dull privations, and lean emptiness;
He ruin'd me, and I am re-begot
Of absence, darkness, death: things which are not."