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Moonshine Mass
Dec. 7th, 2024 09:39 pmEarlier this week Grace and I went to something called a Moonshine Mass on the steps of a local church. I expected it to be way more church-related than it was. Instead we shared a few mugs of mulled wine, did some singing, and burned slips of paper on which we have written the things we want to leave behind in the coming year. Then more singing.
It was nice! I haven't been to church much since starting this new fascination with religion, and when I do go I always feel a lot of emotions and can't always understand all of them. I got a little bit of that at this thing. Singing is so intimate to me, it feels really difficult to share it with anyone. It's uncomfortable, but it is something I'd like to pursue more.
We also had a little sip of moonshine at the thing along with this chocolate cranberry bread. I haven't had moonshine in years, but I do always like it. Tasty.
Yesterday Wind and Truth came out, so that's basically all I've been thinking about this whole time. I'm full on Brandonpilled. I'm Cosmeremaxing. My mind is awash in possibilities and thoughts of these little blorbos I like so much. I love Shallan. She's the homie. Also, Kaladin fucking Stormblessed. It's sooo funny that Kaladin Stormblessed is called that PRIOR to his miraculous survival after being tied to the outside of a building during a hurricane. It's because he's lucky. He picked up the name in the military before he was a slave.
Wind and Truth has been so fun so far though. I'm obsessed with this fuckin world and these fuckin characters. Apparently when Brandon Sanderson first imagined the Stormlight Arhive, it was only five books long and this book would have been the last. And it still is the end of an arc, so it's going to hit like a truck still. I have been reading these books since 2015. I's almost been ten fuckin years of this guy. I'm bought in on Cosmere shit I think it's safe to say...
It was nice! I haven't been to church much since starting this new fascination with religion, and when I do go I always feel a lot of emotions and can't always understand all of them. I got a little bit of that at this thing. Singing is so intimate to me, it feels really difficult to share it with anyone. It's uncomfortable, but it is something I'd like to pursue more.
We also had a little sip of moonshine at the thing along with this chocolate cranberry bread. I haven't had moonshine in years, but I do always like it. Tasty.
Yesterday Wind and Truth came out, so that's basically all I've been thinking about this whole time. I'm full on Brandonpilled. I'm Cosmeremaxing. My mind is awash in possibilities and thoughts of these little blorbos I like so much. I love Shallan. She's the homie. Also, Kaladin fucking Stormblessed. It's sooo funny that Kaladin Stormblessed is called that PRIOR to his miraculous survival after being tied to the outside of a building during a hurricane. It's because he's lucky. He picked up the name in the military before he was a slave.
Wind and Truth has been so fun so far though. I'm obsessed with this fuckin world and these fuckin characters. Apparently when Brandon Sanderson first imagined the Stormlight Arhive, it was only five books long and this book would have been the last. And it still is the end of an arc, so it's going to hit like a truck still. I have been reading these books since 2015. I's almost been ten fuckin years of this guy. I'm bought in on Cosmere shit I think it's safe to say...
