Misha The Poet Laureate

Towards a Satanic Quakerism -A personal query

When asked what my religious views were this week I said this: Satanic Quaker. What does that mean?

Rebellion against the powerful
Questioning of all authority
Don’t doff your hat
Radical equality-and I mean it! You’re equal to others, so act with dignity and respect to all the others
Keeping it fucking simple

Spices:
Simple freedom
Persistence
Integrity
Creativity
Equality
Sensuality

I wait for the still small voices of the light and the wild to direct me.

Do as little harm. Stop fucking judging others.

Hail satan, and the other guy that lives rent free in my heart, the fucker.

Rebellion against power
Questioning of all authority
Don’t doff your hat
Radical equality
Keeping it fucking simple

quaker spices:
Simplicity: Keep it simple.
Peace: personal peace and nonviolence as a member of a majority, but also an acknowledgment that government should not have a monopoly on violence. The first step towards any kind of world peace is the disarming of power.
Integrity: try your best to be dependable. Let your yes be yes and your no be no. (this is one I struggle with)
community: Build it!
Equality: We are all equal because we are made of the same damn stuff. Have no power over others. Treat others with respect as long as they treat you with respect. Fundamentally anti fascist and pro equality. All are welcome.
Stewardship: we are flesh. Taking care of the world is self-preservation. Stop shitting where you eat. See the world as it is, and see it as sacred. Do as little harm as you can.

Satanic spices:
Satan equals freedom. Spiritual freedom. Intellectual freedom. Physical freedom. Your freedom should not impinge on the freedoms of others.
Persistence. Work towards your gold. Find your true path and follow it.
Integrity: try your best to be dependable. Let your yes be yes and your no be no. (this is one I struggle with)
Creativity: we create the world. Make the world you want to live in.
Equality: We are all equal because we are made of the same damn stuff. Have no power over others. Treat others with respect as long as they treat you with respect. If someone is working against equality we must fight them.
Selfishness/sensuality: We are driven by desire. Sex, magic, creation, sensuality-these all exist. Do not ignore them. Revel in them, with an eye towards who it harms.

How are these integrated? How they play off of each other?

This I believe.

Very eventful morning. Went swimming (which was mega busy, but I was able to get a big workout in), then steak and eggs at My Father’s Place, then free comic book day including a HUGE hug from Katie Pryde and a comic about the Thompson Elk, and what it means. Now home and ready for a LONG nap.

Good morning. It is Saturday, and that means I have freedom. But I’m not sure what kind of freedom that is.

The new job is an on call operator job at a catholic hospital. Part of me really loves the idea of that. Not being stuck in the same schedule week after week. Overnights, but we can learn to live in that liminal twilight world. Continuing to live in paper and world afterwards. Recovery and delight.

Going to swim this morning. If you would have told me that I would be choosing to work out a third time in a week because I wanted to a year ago, I would have called you crazy.

Gus continues to be a treasure. A small sweet animal wandering the house, asking for Jade and all of us. I guess the us in this case is me.

The world is not coming to an end. We have to deal with it. 🙂 Isn’t that delightful and horrifying?

-Misha Moon

Good morning. Woken up early by Gus. Fed him soft and hard food, cleaned his box, and then watched has he took a shit in the new clean canvas. Little bastard. I love him so.

First of the month file management things. Take my daily notes in Obsidian and merge them into a monthly file (2026-04-notes). Which will be turned into a yearly file at the end of the year. Searchable data base of daily morning thoughts.

Amazing how insidious the internet is. I just went to send my poem out into the world today to the direct message folks, instagram, this little blog, and ended up losing 30 minutes messing around. When what I really wanted to do was be in my two panel notes app writing and trawling through notes. The thing that gives me the most joy in the morning. The writing and the searching through my saved wisdom.

OK. Job interview today at 10. Need to shower, shave, get dolled up in lipstick and braids, and get this job.

Good morning. It is Thursday, and it’s the end of the month, and I’m doing the end of the month tasks. Set up in my little writing station in the studio.

I need to remember my little pocket notebooks more. This month’s notebook is beautiful: a memorial to the penny. I’m finishing the month with about a quarter of it empty. I need to remember that it is there for me when screens are overwhelming, when thinking about living in the digital is too much. I can build a tangible world out of paper and grace.

New notebook process:

• choose new notebook from the 10 year supply I have. May notebook: part of a box set of shop notebooks, the first one, focused on woodworking.
• Write name, dates, and email address in the front cover.
• Sticker with a trans theme on one of the covers. Usual a carta monir sticker of either sleepaway camp or Let me Die a Woman. I need to order more of those.
• 3 sticky notes in the back so I can put to dos there.
• Write The First Page is Profound on the front.
• Put it in the notebook wallet.
• Old notebook goes in the notebook out tray.

These little rituals track time, and also track what makes the world work for us.

Monthly notebook set up:

Out: Penny In: Woodworking.