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night desires

There are night desires–they make night sense.  Then day desires often win.  Day is bright, more rational, and gets stuff done.  Flooded with light.  But night desires are where I live. I worshiped the moon for a long time.  I feel like my real myself in fall and winter.  Truly, I feel like a different… Read More »

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sunning

I’ve been dreaming again.  Wow, thank you, mind, for handing me these weird-ass movie kinda things I don’t have to pay for.  I appreciate it, I think! Yesterday I got a lot of sun.  It was amazing–sun bath, sunning.  Midday, the sun felt different–harsh.  Like it had changed from the winter sun to the summer… Read More »

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what stops change

Hey, there was a meme I was dissatisfied by, so I had some commentary, made a list of my own, of what stops change, in my life. I realized it would make a terrible meme because it was too much.  Then I realized there were factors inside me and outside me.  So I thought I… Read More »