a friend of mine texted me, "how's the weather?" and i told her it was cold, rainy and sad. yesterday i spent seven hours inside my laptop hiding from the malaise, and twice i sat around with my eyes closed and allowed the mantram to take over.
sometimes we forget the overcasts are merely passing over.
there is beauty and meaning in all things, and tonight Venus and Jupiter will make love to Luna, a celestial ménage a trios, even if there's no one there to see it.
Monday, December 1, 2008
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