Pagan Rituals

Two nights ago was the summer solstice. What a beautiful night.

I think Van Gogh liked the summer solstice. That is pure speculation on my part. But it is hard not to like the summer solstice. The moon takes on a special glow.

I wonder whether Van Gogh ever engaged in a pagan ritual. He was an artist after all. Aren’t they supposed to do that kind of thing?

Does anyone really know what Van Gogh was like? I would like to know what he was like. Did he know about pagan rituals? Did he engage in any?

I think it would be a shame if there were no truth to pagan rituals. Indeed, I propose a bold thesis:

If there isn’t at least some truth to pagan rituals, the world is less beautiful than it could have been.

Pagan rituals, after all, are beautiful.

I will call that thesis: The Pagan Ritual Thesis (PRT)

And because I feel so strongly about PRT, I am going to declare to the universe:

Let there be at least some truth to pagan rituals.
Let there be at least some truth to pagan rituals.
Let there be at least some truth to pagan rituals.

And now that I have the universe’s attention, I want to thank it for the lovely time I had two nights ago – it was a beautiful summer solstice.

And on an unrelated note, someone else may be interested in trading. A week from today I am supposed to go see her collection of art. I can’t wait.