I Must Go Listen


“All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.” ~ Edgar Allan Poe

“Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.”  ~ Edgar Allan Poe

“People think dreams aren’t real just because they aren’t made of matter, of particles. Dreams are real. But they are made of viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes.”  ~ Neil Gaiman

“Some people see things that are and ask, Why? Some people dream of things that never were and ask, Why not? Some people have to go to work and don’t have time for all that.” ~ George Carlin

It’s all about the Moon this morning. Nearly full, she was cradled within a pale orange ring, with a bank of dark clouds just below, last time I saw her out there on the western horizon. I sat outside, entranced by the spectacle, not even noticing the air temperature, which hovers at 22º. Granted, it’s a tad warm this morning. The morning temps have been more like 12-13º for quite some time now. As for the orange ring, I must note that the color orange has acquired a bad reputation since the installation of Drumpf. Don’t you believe it. You cannot hold a color accountable for a fool. Don’t even try it, k? BTW, I like that sentence a lot: “You cannot hold a color accountable for a fool”. But back to the Moon. The Veil is opening slowly; the Veil between the worlds. Newer readers may not know that I see myself as a pagan. More accurately, I’m a panpsychist, but that’s another story. Go read about Parmenides for a taste. Anyway, I am feeling the magic pour through from the Other Side. When the Moon is like this the goddess is upon us. The Moon is Her expression. Gotta love it. And then there is the Faery Kingdom, which becomes assessable when the Veil opens. I would think twice about going there on a lark. Think Rip Van Winkle – he went there. It took him a long time to get back. Now, moving on . . . I’m in a way dreamy state this morning, so I’m gonna cut this short. The voices of the Ancestors speak silently and with purpose. I must go listen.

Peace out, y’all. Goof gloriously.


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