High Priestess of Adjua Luna

Is that all she asked you to do?

What?

The three prayers at 3:33am? Is that all she asked you to do?

No. She asks me to do lots of things. Most of them aren’t public. But I have been, at her command, going live on facebook every day since April 1 to play a public benediction.

Every day at what time?

Sometime between 11pm and midnight.

That’s… much less specific than the previous command.

Adjua Luna is Chaos.

Right.

Also, I’ve been making jars of vinegar every quarter moon since the new moon in Capricorn. Things like that she asks of me.

Because she is Chaos?

Yes, because she is Chaos.

This sounds crazy. Are you crazy?

Ha! Crazy! Crazy is a fun word, isn’t it? Hey, did you know that I used to tour by myself with no car?

That hardly seems like the same category of crazy.

I’ll leave the categorizations of crazy to a more analytical mind than mine. But have you ever thought about the minds of people who tour? Whether they’re doing it dangerously as I did or relatively safely, have you ever thought about that? Just the constant motion? The unsettledness? Have you ever wondered what it is they’re all looking for out there?

Not really.

Maybe think about it sometime, because it could be you next.

Me?

Yes you. As if you’ve never found yourself sitting on the black-sheeted bed of the high priestess of an esoteric cult, wondering how you got there and whose underwear you’re wearing?

I’m about a hundred percent sure I’m wearing my own underwear.

A hundred percent? Ha! That’s a looooot of confidence.

Wait, what?

I have a question for you: why ARE you here? What are you looking for?

Oh…music, I guess?

If you wanted recorded music, you’d be looking at my bandcamp. If you wanted live music, you’d be looking at my house concerts. And yet you’re here, in my office, wearing my underwear.

You’re making me nervous about my underwear.

That’s the beginning of wisdom.

But you haven’t answered my question. Why are you here? Why did you walk with me all this way? What are you looking for?

I guess I don’t know.

Relax and think about it. I’m going to light a candle.