
Dear Friends,
Last week I was thinking of care, protection, and preservation as ways of responding to this moment. Though I still feel it, even a few days later, my mood has changed.
This week I invoke and unleash the wrathful deity of the mother to crush the enemies of the nation (the enemies of its constitution, its integrity, its beauty).
Welcome the Mother, destroyer of DOGE!
— Sal
Wrath Mother
The mother is angry. The mother is angry the way only the dead can be angry.
It is a wind worse than the weather, it is a freeze like the cold of space.
Boys have broken into the house of the nation and plundered there. They are plundering like animals, fouling the buildings and the papers with their scat. They are tearing and shredding the sacred papers of the nation, they are penetrating and entering the servers of the nation. The data of the nation is a wreckage. The websites of the nation have been wiped from the earth. The workers of the nation are wailing.
Oh, lament for the nation! Lament for the people of the nation! Lament for the laws and for the words of the nation!
The mother has been a nation unto herself, and she comes now striding. She crosses the dark waters with giantess strides. She is not too late, she is not too late.
There is no sky that is not the mother, there is no earth that is not the mother. Between the sky and the earth, there can be no hiding.
Flee before the mother! Pimpled usurpers flee! Your money is burning, your billions are ash. Your actions are nothing but scrolling feeds. Your egos are collapsing, your deeds are mocked. You are vanquished. You are vanishing.
The mother is fury, the mother is fate, the mother is your doom.

Mother Stories
Sometimes a fierce and difficult mother is an absolute gift. Here are more very short stories of the mother.
I’d love to hear your thoughts and your stories.
I've got a Kurukulla thangka at home--inherited from my ex who passed on. It's a little scary. But time to unroll it and put it back on the wall. 🙏
Thanks for this! So refreshing to feel the wrath of Kali directed toward these pimply boys running amok. I just wish there were not so many of us vulnerable to the side effects of their hungry ghost schemes.