Mot the Fool's Day
April Fools Day, 2020 This whole last month has been the worst practical joke ever. Am still in bed drinking coffee 'cause, you know, quarantine. It's a surreal existence right now. Not entirely unpleasant. Am glad to have kept a record of it. Certainly gives me perspective in where I am productive and not productive. And I've had to do a lot of cooking which I don't really like, no matter how much I want to. And that's where we are. Currently, I'm reading The Cosmic Shekinah by Sorita D'Este and David Rankine. This is a subject I return to again and again. I like the historical breakdown of this book. It's divested of all the New Age hooey that often infiltrates this subject. It's such a crime the New Agers got their adaptive paws all over the Sophia. She now represents the part of you you never knew was missing but can be found for a large cash donation. Sad. I don't like it when people make money off of women's insecuritie...