10:17

 

It’s heavy, the order.

Golden Mountain

On clouds she guided her borrowed chariot, headed with the pale steeds down the golden mountain and thru the windy path lined with tall stick trees soon to be with leaves. 

March’s Lion 2026

 

I should say

3 

An eclipse 

A blood moon

A celebration 

March  6 

9:44

Clear site

Round and round and round we go

March 7

7:00am

Out of an old carved Aramaic box out jumped golden rabbits and eggs of all kinds.

March 8

10:16am

And I heard the mountain would be on fire.

March 9

7pm

The drums played and the smoke rose the dance around the fire, the Djiin released

 

March 10

9:18

And then a win

10pm

The lions share

10:09

It’s written 

Escape the Eight

 

*expresses gratitude*

“Shall we play a game?” Said in a computer voice of 1987

 

It could be compared to the Edwardian times when Great Britain had started its sad departure of empirialism. The moment the greater class finally saw their servants but still did not acknowledge them.

Beauty

Cells 

A conversation with my mother

“I’m going to plant an Eastern Star to be seen from the sky, so people on planes might see it.”

“They won’t know what it is.”

“It doesn’t matter if they don’t know what it is, it’s the beauty for them to see, the hidden out in the open.”

Be still and listen

One day I’ll tell you a story

The wine poured before the cooking of the lamb over a fire, oiled and herbed under the planet parade.

I have so many questions.

Hallowed Drop

 

“Your violence is there propaganda”

Let the illusion go. 

I’m still waiting for the nuclear explosion in space, the ‘Blaze Star’ as they call it…waiting, and waiting, and waiting the golden orb. 

When something starts heating up, it gets faster…but everyone knows this.

Star Date: 16•2•2026

 

When you know it's going to boom the anticipation of the nothingness and everything happening at the same time, the place in between, where the scales are even steven.

…

Death looked out the window towards the north and thought to herself, "it's that season to clean the windows well, all scraps and dust make sure it's picked up," so all is clear as she looks through. She stared through the glass and Life looked back, golden sparks here and there, a flash of amethyst, green and royal blue dance in the air.

   …

Looking around I see people clinging to ways that don't work in fear of exclusion seemingly oblivious of the harm they are doing to themselves and others. The new fad of the day is women thinking they will lose their right to vote because because some people 'can't get proper identification (brought to you by the Patriot Act under the false guise that the 9/11 terrorists used fake ID's, they didn't, they've used their id's in propaganda videos, completely oblivious to the actual state of the State...just as long as they can kill their babies then everything is fine...zero self reflection. The women of the retarded left yelling be kind, affirming self delusion for all, while men are torturing women in prisons, because, "be kind", women no longer allowed a sacred space, our civil right removed, for everyone...zero self reflection.  

The reality that we live in a world filled with the most evil and vile humans is a great distress to bare. When you live in a world where the nets can connect us all over the world and we do it in one language, and most of it is garbled babble.

We also live in a world where some one made a machine that can machine its self. We are at a moment in time, where we can fathom any kind of future, if programed well and thoughtfully. 

Where do you want to be in 1000 years?

…2000 years?

3?

What is time?

Be still and listen

One day I’ll tell you a story

When you know history and not just study it, Mark Antony and Cleopatra were just the other day, you sat at the feet of the great philosophers who could have imagined a world like ours, but had heard of a world not like there's long ago.