In the army I got the opportunity to become accustomed to carrying a ruck and living out of it. At the time I never thought it would become such a big part of who I am.
This is where magick comes in, but there's so much more to it than just that. This tries to briefly explain my journey from mindless existence to living with expanded awareness.
As I came back down from Zarathustra's refuge, I found new delights that helped me re-ground myself in my earthen roots. Brewing (of all sorts) has become an enjoyable pastime that yields delicious results and teaches many lessons.
