Welcome to the internet home of Cat de Lune, The VVeed VVitch.
Introduction
Welcome, welcome! My name is Cat, and I’m so glad you’re here. Welcome to my new website, catastrakitten.com. You probably know me from my online persona catastrakitten; or, you might have come here from my cannabis education page, The VVeed VVitch. However you found yourself on my little corner of the internet, I welcome you.
This website is going to be my blog, contact channel, portfolio, virtual pin board, photo diary maybe, notepad, and more. After a long period out of fashion, it seems like blogs are poised to make a comeback, and I’m so happy to finally be able to put my best face forward again (and to detach myself from the chains of “Meta”). I am most eloquent on the page; the written word is my weapon of choice; I am a writer, and writing is what I do. Having a blog again after so long just feels right, honestly.
Why I started this blog
When I think about it, I note that my captions on Instagram always verged on being blog posts in and of themselves, they were so long… I always have had difficulty being brief. As new technologies emerged, I loved that the apps enabled me to share photos and videos with ease, yes, but something was always missing on Instagram and TikTok. I found myself thinking often of my youth, my early days online spent on Geocities, LiveJournal, and Tumblr.
The ability to share long-form prose, to chat back and forth at length, to delve deep into topics; all of this is possible on a website like this; and difficult, if not impossible, on modern social media. It’s no surprise we are as obsessed as we are with these apps; their primary purpose is to keep you scrolling frantically, never stopping long enough to think whether you’re really interested at all. I hope my page will stand in contrast to those 15-second, 240-character, bite-sized bits of entertainment. Even if I end up being the only one who reads this page, I am still glad it exists.
Seeking clarity in times of strife
Have you ever felt like you have so many thoughts that your brain is full? I have. Thus this website, thus this blog, thus these paragraphs, and all this glorious space – space where I can unload my frantic brain, space onto which my jumbled thoughts may spill, and space where I can attempt to sort through the deluge of ideas that springs forth whenever I turn inward even for a moment.
At the time of writing, we are two years into a pandemic (COVID-19), two weeks into a war (unjustifiable Russian war of aggression in Ukraine), and still merrily burning fossil fuels as the planet hurtles towards climate catastrophe. My mind is a never-ending carousel of panicked bits and pieces of information, medically defined as “racing thoughts,” and each morning’s news is greeted with equal parts dread and sullen acceptance, as I pore over the latest tragedies that have befallen the Earth. The phrase “my anxiety is at an all-time high” lost meaning somewhere back during the Great Recession. And so, I write. I turn to the at once indifferent and welcoming void of the internet, I create a blank slate of a website that I can turn into anything I want, and I begin to try and organize my mind.
