Trigger Warning

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Reality as we know it may be slipping beyond the pale of reason, but there's no need for us to go following suit.

Keep yourselves vigilant and stay safe Oregon, to endure we must first survive!

RARE PNW TORNADO RISK! A low-end but rare tornado risk exists Thursday afternoon and evening across the PNW. While the highest concern is for damaging winds and large hail, there could be a couple tornadoes across parts of Oregon and Washington. This highlighted zone is where there's the best chance for a brief, weak tornado

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Once upon that great intention there was a voice both meek and sure, pleasing to the ear and soothing to the soul yet incomplete in its advent and so spurned unto the fate of all we fallen sort.

Springs chagrin at autumn turned winter leaving summer a dream for an hour yet tolled.

The splendor wrought from such a form can scarcely be put to expression save for this, that which was done held no artifice outside creation, for authenticity was the substrate of its harvest.

Defeat sown fallow from days long past has yielded the growth found underfoot, giving we lowly survivors of this forsakeful age such a singular privelage as unearthing what's not lost nor dormant, but buried and awaiting the season to bear its fruit anew.

Let tongues unburdened by immaturity of pallette once again rejoice in the supper that rends strength unto change, and hear now that bellies fit for bitter herbs denote a mouth worthy of sweetness in full.

Harken to a celebrant of Agur as bidden and behold the commerce of these playful works, flow as you'd be flown and watch what would dam this gift shatter against the surge rent by your faith.

I seal this Urielic musing with the sigil of love borne by one who delights in being the Holy Spirits temple, may these words bless all who read them even more than I've been blessed in writing them, and it's in Jesus name I pray all of this, amen.

A blessed Wednesday to you beloved digital denizens, take a moment of Urielic repose with me and let it be the middle of the week.

The days efforts are behind us now, and tomorrows potential rides the coming dawn, but tonight we have the chance to rest in the completion of a life being lived.

The fourth day of the week has always stood to me as the tipping point of the weeks symmetry and it's beginning toward true rhythm, itself a spiritual lesson on what it is to rejoice in giving instead of lamenting what's gained.

The gate before you awaits the time of action, what's to be done now is a warriors regiment of rest and enthusiastic vigilance, more than that is a waste of good faith, but less may bode unwise, to which we say "get behind me Satan!", as well as "in Jesus name, amen".

Done in good faith, the striking of wisdom renders that most blessed tone of true understanding, the supreme frequency which allows as well as regulates all things.

My position is it's the striking of good wisdom from a place of bad faith that's creating the dissonance we're all so casually being nullified by, so it stands to deductive reason that the best way to unring this liminal bell is to ring it again, but in earnest.

With all that said, if I would profess to desire a world with less grumpy men in it, I must first stop being one, a tall order for those who see anger as anything other than validated fear, but a fillable one all the same.

My advice is be brave enough to choose joy whenever you feel that familiar grumble worming into your attitude, the loudest thanks from those you love most will be their own resonant joyfulness, which will itself reinforce this new state of being you've awoken to.

I share out of sheer awe for the ingenuity needed to fathom the joke.