''Did you get my message?''
metaphorical for the act that's about to happen
here on the floor like once before
just once before you leave out the door
never to come back
except in my dreams
where you weave new seams into this tactile dimension
and just a mention of your name brings you back into play.
stop playing these games
superstition
With regards to the mention of superstition earlier, a horoscope blog just made me feel totally better about myself, granted horoscopes can often do the opposite I think one of the main reasons why I stopped looking for them, but things have been really strange lately, I feel like I have undergone a total personality change - even before I started medication. But this little snippet of information no matter how illigit' it may or may not be just made me feel better for feeling so strange, and hey, 'people are strange, when your a stranger'.
'Well yes, of course there are some Pisceans out there who are using Neptune in Pisces as their ‘character motivation’ to get completely merde-faced at every possible opportunity, Indeed one of them emailed me recently, to ask if i could help him source some “astrology-themed bongs.” Aha. F.y.i. no i can’t.
found at: http://mysticmedusa.com/2012/03/piscean-insurrection/
by Mystic Meduca & Posted in late March of this year.
'Well yes, of course there are some Pisceans out there who are using Neptune in Pisces as their ‘character motivation’ to get completely merde-faced at every possible opportunity, Indeed one of them emailed me recently, to ask if i could help him source some “astrology-themed bongs.” Aha. F.y.i. no i can’t.
BUT a clear majority of Fish-Folk are insanely inspired by their ruler Neptune in Pisces to the point that they’re planning a massive revolt. Crap habits? Annhilated. Faux friends? Delete. Non-Growth Centric Activity? De-scheduled. Stagnant patterns? Busted. Psycho-dating? No more. Look to your nearest Pisces – guarantee he/she is plotting something big and audacious.
From now on, if you’re not in on the Piscean Dream, they’ll count you as being either irrelevant or against it.
Remember: Pisces is the most routinely underestimated sign of all, assigned Official Flake status or – worse – written off as the “dustbin of the Zodiac.” BTW, Pisceans do keep score – you just wouldn’t know it by their sweet smirk and simpering hyper-gush. But even sharks can look like they’re smiling, can they not?'
found at: http://mysticmedusa.com/2012/03/piscean-insurrection/
by Mystic Meduca & Posted in late March of this year.
''have you got your cheque book?''
It's not too late at night, but I'm pretty shattered, how come I always end up blogging massive posts when my head feels like it's being squashed between two walls (well we haven't quite got to massive by the third sentence I'm thinking). It's probably because I've been with people most of the week and I'm bored of my own company already and the 5 am bed time after failing to see sunrise has made me a little emo', which strangely is appreciated because I've felt a little lacking in sensitivity lately.
Anyway theories aside, feeling like a ramble, both verbally/non-verbally cuz' this is typed innit' & physically. The first is already underway, it's nice I can feel my sensitive side poking its head out maybe of my own 'donkey' if that's where it's been... (You'll have to excuse and or put up with the indifferent wording I'm afraid - oh wait that's me acting like a donkey again, is it.)
The second I should hopefully (because I like to hope - 'hope for a generation' an all that) be undertaking, which If I was feeling superstitious I might regret using that word as it may come across as a bad omen. Wow, note to self, seriously a little freaked out by how much I'm reading into my own thoughts, not sure if its good or bad... will I ever finish typing this paragraph!
[I'll start again]
The second 'ramble' will be underway in little over a week from now, me and 11 others, most of whom I know and a handful of whom are dear friends, will be setting out on our little Czech adventure to stay on a remote farm an hour away from Prague in 'the back of the beyond' of Central Bohemia.
That's that 'ramble' over, feel no need to ramble about it further.
I have a meeting tomorrow which I'm a little nervous about,
so I should chill then sleep, I'm kinda prepared for half of it, but feel very naked and exposed about the other half, because I'm meant to be meeting two people about different things..
And in the morning my friend is getting some friends together in the park for her birthday ( the park with the pencil-tree in it >>), so hopefully Mr sun will play for at least one more day, Thad be nice.
I don't really know if I'm going to get up tomorrow, I left my phone at an exhibition Friday luckily the staff have found it but I won't have it back til the morning.. so this means no alarm.
Sorry I feel the need to apologise for the wandering but who the 'eck am I even apologising to. Ha.
This post just looks a little drunk on read back, thoughts must just be a little drunk, in my defence my computer re-spells things before I get the chance to spell check.
Right sleep.
'Keep Wrong'
Anyway theories aside, feeling like a ramble, both verbally/non-verbally cuz' this is typed innit' & physically. The first is already underway, it's nice I can feel my sensitive side poking its head out maybe of my own 'donkey' if that's where it's been... (You'll have to excuse and or put up with the indifferent wording I'm afraid - oh wait that's me acting like a donkey again, is it.)
The second I should hopefully (because I like to hope - 'hope for a generation' an all that) be undertaking, which If I was feeling superstitious I might regret using that word as it may come across as a bad omen. Wow, note to self, seriously a little freaked out by how much I'm reading into my own thoughts, not sure if its good or bad... will I ever finish typing this paragraph!
[I'll start again]
The second 'ramble' will be underway in little over a week from now, me and 11 others, most of whom I know and a handful of whom are dear friends, will be setting out on our little Czech adventure to stay on a remote farm an hour away from Prague in 'the back of the beyond' of Central Bohemia.
That's that 'ramble' over, feel no need to ramble about it further.
I have a meeting tomorrow which I'm a little nervous about,
so I should chill then sleep, I'm kinda prepared for half of it, but feel very naked and exposed about the other half, because I'm meant to be meeting two people about different things..
And in the morning my friend is getting some friends together in the park for her birthday ( the park with the pencil-tree in it >>), so hopefully Mr sun will play for at least one more day, Thad be nice.
I don't really know if I'm going to get up tomorrow, I left my phone at an exhibition Friday luckily the staff have found it but I won't have it back til the morning.. so this means no alarm.
Sorry I feel the need to apologise for the wandering but who the 'eck am I even apologising to. Ha.
This post just looks a little drunk on read back, thoughts must just be a little drunk, in my defence my computer re-spells things before I get the chance to spell check.
Right sleep.
'Keep Wrong'
piano in the corner
Are you sure I don't want to take you home, this looks like somewhere you've outgrown.
The branches of your tree are weighing down, they look like they need to be cut loose, short and set free.
There's a piano in the corner you used to play, you didn't know any notes but you carried a tune just the same.
A record player sits dormant and untouched just like your bodies love it has begin to rust.
Trust me I know the right way for you to return home, it isn't easy but it's one that must be done.
The branches of your tree are weighing down, they look like they need to be cut loose, short and set free.
There's a piano in the corner you used to play, you didn't know any notes but you carried a tune just the same.
A record player sits dormant and untouched just like your bodies love it has begin to rust.
Trust me I know the right way for you to return home, it isn't easy but it's one that must be done.
this is not a cooking blog.
I just wanted to share my grapefruit excitement with you -
an then I thought rather than going on a massive rant about pink grapefruit, I'll just say...
try it in salad
an then I thought rather than going on a massive rant about pink grapefruit, I'll just say...
try it in salad
and then post this little picture:
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