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FULL MOON IN SCORPIO

2 Tough and Crazy people get together and consider life through the Oracle of the Animated Gif. They contemplate THE 2nd full moon in Scorpio.

Pixie, kobold, elf, and sprite,
All are on their rounds tonight;
In the wan moon’s silver ray,
Thrives their helter-skelter play.
~Joel Benton

Within the circles of our lives
We dance the circles of the years,
The circles of the seasons
Within the circles of the years,
the cycles of the moon
within the circles of the seasons,
The circles of our reasons
within the cycles of the moon.
Again, again we come and go,
changed, changing. Hands
join,unjoin in love and fear,
grief and joy. The circles turn,
each giving into each, into all.
Only music keeps us here,
each by all the others held.
In the hold of hands and eyes
we turn in pairs, that joining
joining each to all again.
And then we turn aside, alone,
out of the sunlight gone
into the darker circles of return.

Wendell Berry, Earth prayers from Around the World, 1991

The moon, like you,
is far away from me, but it’s our sole memento:
if your look and recall our past through it,
we can be one mind.

– Saigo
Awesome Nightfall

 Everyone is a moon and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody.
–Mark Twain

 Friendship
By Michelle Gibson

 

Every time the moon races the sky,
We think of things worldwide.
We think of things we cannot hide,
Of emotions, trapped deep inside.

 The rising moon has hit the stars;
Her level rays, like golden bars,
Lie on the landscape green,
With shadows brown between.

And Silver white the river gleams,
As if Diana, in her dreams,
Had dropt her silver bow
Upon the meadows low
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Endymion
 

I am the sun, the clouds, the moon
I am the bloom that went to soon
I am the star that shines above
I am the one you could not love 
 

there is a long ,
long trail a winding
-into the lands of my dreams
-where the nightmare is singing
-and white moon beams
-a long night of waiting untill my dreams all come true…….. 

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THE MOON

2 Tough and Crazy people get together and consider life through the Oracle of the Animated Gif. They contemplate the Moon. HE is off at Wintermoon.  Here in the Valley SHE is in the Dark. Cannot see the moon at the moment but when it is visible from the Cottage, It is one fine sight.

Poetry, like the moon, does not advertise anything.  ~William Blissett

In the night the cabbages catch at the moon, the leaves drip silver, the rows
of cabbages are a series of little silver waterfalls in the moon.
–  Carl Sandburg

Heidi said:

Failure is like the sun not rising and the moon not shimmering.

Shoot for the moon because even if you miss, you will end up in the stars – Aubrey Auby, WA

Steal all your kisses underneath the moon

The most manifest sign of wisdom is a continual cheerfulness; her state is like that in the regions above the moon, always clear and serene.
– Michel Eyquem De Montaigne

I think that a particle must have a separate reality independent of the measurements. That is an electron has spin, location and so forth even when it is not being measured. I like to think that the moon is there even if I am not looking at it.” EINSTEIN

 

 

 

LIGHTS AT NIGHT

2 Tough and Crazy people get together and consider life through the Oracle of the Animated Gif. They contemplate the lights at night. On the Far Ridge they string like a necklet. Along the Heights and out to sea. And on occasion – nights like this one light or two shine down at the Creek where the farmer lets people camp – from time to time. In the Cottage SHE has lights on. The Main House – because its sad up there now – has just the one or two lights in the living room before my old gentleman goes to bed. Once it was lit with dozens of candles and bright lights and on occasion the driveway lights were on as well. Up through the pine trees where tonight she saw the White Hoot Owl who was here when she came to live here 3 years ago. The day Marian died and one month before her father slept into the forever.

In the Cottage, SHE has all the lights on except for the bathroom where the fan comes on and whirrs with the light. Way back in Tumbulgum , sometimes the Very Bad Man would leave the porch light on for her and sometimes her son would come out and make sure she was home OK. Now SHE is home and waiting for HIM to come home and that means she has the LIGHTS ON.

Down at the Ovals at the Club , the lights were on till 9pm for the soccer game. Cars parked all over and cheers SHE can hear from The Hill.  Soon , the Moon will rise from the Ocean and then SHE will turn out her lights and lie in bed with Moonlight.

SLEEPINESS ON A NIGHT OF SCORPION FULL MOON

2 Tough and Crazy people get together and consider life through the Oracle of the Animated Gif. They contemplate SLEEPINESS in all its forms. Blessed and welcome. An attempt to cease existing for a time. The portal to sweet and deep dreamings or the the refused invitation.

FOR BREATHING AND MANY FORMS OF MEDITATION TRY http://www.egreenway.com/wellbeing/breathing.htm

On a Myer hairdryer:
“Do not use while sleeping”.
(Darn, and that’s the only time I have to work on my hair).

“One should either be sad or joyful. Contentment is a warm sty for eaters and sleepers.”

Eugene O’Neill

MURAQABA

When the lips are closed, then the heart begins to speak; when the heart is silent,
then the soul blazes up, bursting into flame, and this illuminates the whole of life.



So I gave up the idea of a circus, and concluded
  he was from an asylum. But we never came to an asylum -- so I was up a stump,
  as you may say. I asked him how far we were from Hartford. He said he had never
  heard of the place; which I took to be a lie, but allowed it to go at that.
  At the end of an hour we saw a far-away town sleeping in a valley by a winding
  river; and beyond it on a hill, a vast gray fortress, with towers and turrets,
  the first I had ever seen out of a picture. 

“Bridgeport?” said I, pointing.

“Camelot,” said he.

My stranger had been showing signs of sleepiness. He caught himself nodding, now, and smiled one of those pathetic, obsolete smiles of his, and said:

“I find I can’t go on; but come with me, I’ve got it all written out, and you can read it if you like.”

A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur’s Courtby Mark Twain
a.k.a. Samuel Clemens
(1835-1910)

which is gratitude, to be given a mind and a heart
and these body-clothes,
a mouth with which to give shouts of joy
to the moth and the wren, to the sleepy dug-up clam,
telling them all, over and over, how it is
that we live forever.

Mary Oliver, Messenger

poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay, from An Unquiet Mind)
Time does not bring relief; you all have lied
Who told me time would ease me of my pain!
I miss him in the weeping of the rain;
I want him at the shrinking of the tide;
The old snows melt from every mountain-side,
And last year's leaves are smoke in every lane;
But last year's bitter loving must remain
Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide.
There are a hundred places where I fear
To go, - so with his memory they brim.
And entering with relief some quiet place
Where never fell his foot or shone his face
I say, "There is no memory of him here!"

And so stand stricken, so remembering him.

THE MOON BEHIND CLOUD

2 Tough and Crazy people get together and consider life through the Oracle of the Animated Gif. They contemplate the Night of the Birthday. They have eaten cake baked fresh in the Turbo Oven. They have planned the trip to Lennox Head and the party at Ilnam Winery . They work on their computers and HE opens e-cards from AUSTLIT. But the Moon is unseen behind cloud. There are lights at the Jets Football Club in the Valley and the necklace of houses lit on the Heights. But the Moon is behind the Clouds – for now. What else is behind the Clouds ?

The hazy, cloudless skies of Indian Summer. Leaves scurrying down the street
before the wind. The cold shiver from an arctic blast. Indian Summer. The last
warmth of the sun. Chilly mornings and glorious warm afternoons. The Harvest
Moon. The Hunter’s Moon. The Rainy Season. Dry corn stalks clattering in the
wind. The touch of frost on grass and window pane. The smell of burning leaves.
–   Keith C. Heidorn

Once upon a Lammas Night
When corn rigs are bonny,
Beneath the Moon’s unclouded light,
I held awhile to Annie…
The time went by with careless heed
Between the late and early,
With small persuasion she agreed
To see me through the barley…
Corn rigs and barley rigs,
Corn rigs are bonny!
I’ll not forget that happy night
Among the rigs with Annie!
–   Robert Burns

Swift as thought it was done – in an instant he fled Behind the church portal to hide; And brighter and brighter the moon-beam was shed, As the dance they still shudderingly plied; But at last they began to grow tired of their fun, And they put on their shrouds, and slipped off, one by one, Beneath, to the homes of the dead

DARK AND STORMY NIGHT WITH ALMOST FULL MOON

2 Tough and Crazy people get together and consider life through the Oracle of the Animated Gif. They contemplate the completion of this birthday on a dark and stormy night with the almost full moon. The Cottage Doors are closed. There is a Palmer spider out the back wanting to come in out of the cold and wind. The Star Wagon ain’t going no place till the driveway dries out a little. The Girls are making Phone calls to say Happy Birthday and Plan visits in May. They consider the pulse of the life lived on The Hill and the passing of the years. Some birthdays are MELLOW.

A true man does not need to romance a different girl every night, a true man romances the same girl for the rest of her life.

Someday I would like to
stand on the moon, look
down through a quarter of a
million miles of space and
say, “There certainly is a
beautiful earth out tonight.”
– Lt. Col. William H. Rankin, American author

An autumn night… don’t think your life, didn’t matter.
Basho

Better to sit all night than to go to bed with a dragon.

I pray the gentle hands may guide my feet; I ask for kind commands from
voices sweet; At night a stable warm with scented hay, where, safe from
every harm, I’ll sleep till day.


“If you play with the vultures at night, you can’t soar with the eagles at dawn.”

I love thee – I love thee,

‘Tis all that I can say

It is my vision in the night,

My dreaming in the day.

~Thomas Hood

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