YES HELLO, Reader!!!

Here I am hollering a heartfelt HAPPY CHRISTIAN HALLOWEEN!!! at you just a moment belated.

All the holydaze end up bleeding into one maelstrom ov mandated merriment, don't they? Maybe that's just my perspective working in the service industry nearly every holyday my entire adult life... with the fine exception ov Halloween proper, which I habitually request off as my day ov religious observance. Working for the man on Satan's b-earth day is blasphemy, you know. Anyways, I am thankful that my Christian nation/American culture has decided that I don't usually have to work on Baby Jesus' big b-earth day either.

This y-era I got to spend the eve and the day with my forever-boyfriend Justin, wrapped up cozily in our own wholesome universe, exchanging prezzies and being in LOVE. It has been our tradition for the past 7 or 8 y-eras to trip on psychedelics/etcetera on the 25th ov December, but we broke tradition this y-era and opted for a fully lucid, fully present TIME together. What a gift. Getting older is cool. I cooked some cinnamon apple sausages, baked fresh croissants and we shared a bottle ov Martinelli's sparkling apple cider. Festive AND wholesome!

Anyways, Reader, I hope you had blissful, abundant revelries with people you LOVE. I hope your heart is filled with gratitude and joy and that you had at least a LITTLE holyday magic and merriment.

Since my last transmission I've spent a lot ov time in my Scissor Temple noodling around but nothing was completed to the point ov presentation. Even the video documentation ov my experimentation isn't ready to be released. So, without anything new to showcase, I am going to take you on a fun lil' retrospective journey through a mixed media collage book I birthed in the yonder y-era ov May 2018. I scored an old book about Washington State in my laundry room free pile and with the help ov my analog collage clippings, rubber cement, Sharpies, Bic pen, gouache paint, spit, sigils & spirits, I reappropriated it by chaotically channeling this fucked up cut-up book called WASHING WITHIN. Every word visible is meant to be read aloud. This book is a spell if you allow it to be. Please enjoy!

𒄆𓁹✞𒀱✞𓁹𒄆

𒄆𓁹✞𒀱✞𓁹𒄆

Well, there you have it. Whatever the fuck it is, you just got it all, Reader!! Do you love it? Do you hate it? Is it ARTE? Did the MUSE show you a narrative? Did you scry something divine? Is it too sloppy and confusing? Wanna see more mixed media stuff? Or do you prefer when I stick to straight collage work without altering the source material with paint and ink? Which page was your favorite? Which page was your least favorite? How much wood would a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?

That was quite the download no matter how you answered those questions. So, I will sign off for another week and allow you to mull over the haunting scribbly display I have graced you with on the tailwinds ov another winter Solstice past.

Thank you for your TIME. Thank you for your TRUTH. Thank you for all the ways you make the world a more magical and loving place to live. With the waxing ov the post-Solstice daylight, may you be filled with ever increasing splendor & connection with your divine gifts.

BIG LOVE

GOLD BLESS YOU

JAI KALI MA!

YOUR FRIENDLY CYBERHOOD NEIGHBOR,

P.S. If you're up for it, please enjoy my favorite holyday song. It is a Disquietingly Silent Night remix by Thee Majesty featuring a cute story told by Saint Lady Jaye Breyer P-Orridge. She loved Thee Holydaze.

For those ov you who won't CLICK HERE to experience the actual song on YouTube, for whatever mysterious reason, I transcribed her lyrics so you can at least read the relatable sentiment:

"I like the holidaze. We built makeshift nativity sets from things just lying around. A nice high heel shoe for a manger. GI Joe for a wise man. She Smurf is the Blessed Virgin. A Frankenstein doll for Joseph. And a fancy little voodoo doll for baby Jesus nestled inside ov the shoe is a vintage Pucci scarf wrapped snugly around it for a bunting. And all the plastic dinosaurs gather 'round and bear witness to the miracle underneath our silver tinsel tree. I know it's not a natural looking tree. But, nature's dirty. I have allergies. I like the holidaze. Shiny shiny ornaments. Reflective balls that distort my face when I look at them. Sparkly things all around. I wish I could be a crow sometimes 'cause I know I would just have the fanciest nest. Don't you like it when the snow forms a white blanket over the city? It makes it look so clean. Like it's covered in cocaine; maybe confectioner's sugar. There's candies and sweets. Colors that food doesn't come in often. Sticky. Cloying. I pleasure myself all day until I get sick... that really good kinda sick you get when you've done something to excess. I mean that in the best possible way. I like the holidaze. Fancy cocktails with fancy names. Guiltless champagne flowing like water. It makes everyone look so beautiful. Goodwill to ALL and give me a very nice, big present."

P.P.S. I know it's considered uncouth to boast about prezzies that you receive, but, this involves YOU since you are here receiving my Arte-filled transmissions. CHECK OUT ALL THESE COOL BOOKS JUSTIN GAVE ME SO I CAN CUT THEM UP AND USE THEM AS ARTE SUPPLIES AND GIFTS THAT KEEP ON GIVING! I am SO INSPIRED AND EXCITED to take scissors and scalpels to these absolutely beautiful compendiums! Now YOU can be excited to know that I have been given the keys to the occult clipart kingdom and I'm about to make some supremely WEIRD COOL MAGICAL ARTE AND YOU JUST SO HAPPEN TO HAVE FRONT ROW SEATS TO BEHOLD THE ARTIFACTS OV MY CREATIVE PROCESS.

P.P.P.S. If you are enjoying these uncensored transmissions and you know any other mutants who may delight in weekly ARTE, music and musings, please send them to hannahhaddix.com to sign up for my Alienbroadcast Transmissions! Or you could just forward them this email. Help me grow my tribe! Surely you can think ov at least one human who belongs here. PLEASE HELP THEM TUNE IN!

☻ PEACE! 丰HH丰 ☻

𓃚 𓅰 𓅬 𓅭 𓅮 𓅯 𓅓

---Transmission over until next Friday---

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