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October 18, 2014: Three months s/he be

This time last year.
Aries Moon.
Was not fucking around.

365 days, 13 moons, 4 seasons, 2 countries, 1 career, 1 old love, 1 new love, countless heartbreaks, final straws, and identities later we have arrived at the now.

I can't say that I recall buying a ticket to this roller-coaster ride, some 4.5 years ago.
Nor do I remember hopping on the sparkly seat of Saturn Returning.
But once things got started it seems the best I could do was buckle up, hang on, try not to lose my lunch, and wait for the welcome relief of the finish line.

...but the finish line keeps moving, which doesn't seem legal....

October 23, 2013: Reality Roulette

I'm not a gambler.
Nor did I recognize walking into a casino.
Though the lights were sparkly, the people beautiful, the air thin, and the spirits in full glory.

No amount of fortune telling could give this gypsy the answer she thinks she wants to know...she thinks.

Patience and mindfulness.
Those are the keys.
As per always.

This lesson never gets old does it, Universe?

Cute.

Bardo, CA

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October 17, 2013: Poison Oak and Capitalism

Parallels.

Terribly insidious.
Attractive on the surface...a horror under closer examination.
Rubs off to develop in secret, silently spreading it's infectiousness upon all it comes in contact with.
Growing beyond its sustainable limits, like a parasite, killing the host in a short-sighted slow death kamikaze mission.
Seemingly omnipresent...yet not impossible to destroy.

I've had luck avoiding the former and am working to liberate myself from the latter.

Navarro Ranch, CA

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October 16, 2013: Punked by Kafka

So, 16 days later the government decided to turn back on.

I feel our country is being Punked by Kafka and Orwell. Just two little macabre and melancholy angels hiding behind a bush with (G)od, watching their elaborate prank unfold.

You guys can come out now.
We get it.
You were right.
Haha. Cute.
Now make it stop.

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Still,
the sun rises
and sets.
Until it swallows us whole.
And repeat.

There's comfort in infinite finality.


Perched on a Ridge, CA

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