Tonight the world is a-hush. It is the eve of the Golden Time for the Golden Child. I am autumn's golden child. It is the Eve of the Month of My Increasing Power. My blood runs on high October octane. My energies are at their peak.
In a canyon deep in the heart of Zuni land in west-central New Mexico, a herd of wild mustangs paws the earth and snorts. At the stroke of midnight they will break out running, their hooves ringing out an earth song celebrating my birth, their manes flying freely in my honor. Deep in a primevial forest, an elf will emerge from his crude tree dwelling and join a fairy ring dancing on a bed of moss, and the elf and fairies will signal to all the creatures of magic and mischief that the time at last has rolled around again, a time of merriment and mayhem in my honor, and the fairies will sprinkle their fairy dust in the shape of my silhouetted head. A bungee jumper in New Zealand will plunge hundreds of feet off a cliff, shouting my name so that it echoes off the rocks and reverberates throughout the valley. Simooooonnne! Simooooooooone! Simoooooaaaaanne!. The moon will come out at night anxious to share my sky, its dark side bulbous and visible against its Lite Brite cresent. The solar wind will intensify. Robots will march across the land. Rows and rows of goofy, lovable robots, made from old machine parts and washer dials and transitor tubes, and in their cute robot voices they will say "Sim One We Are Loyal....Sim One We Are Loyal .....Sim One We Are Loyal....Sim One We Will Follow.......Some of these robots will be somewhat attractive....People who like to build random rock sculptures on mountain trails and river beds will build even more rock sculptures in those places. A man sitting in a tent will rise and face the east as the dawn breaks, and he will smoke peyote and burn sage and sing of the blessing that is my birth. A woman on a boat in a boggy swamp will string Christmas lights and hand out candy to children.
These things will take place as the eve of my month of increasing power gives way to the eve of my birth. These things will happen as they happened long ago. But not SO long ago ---they have happened since the morning of the day I alighted upon this earth sphere. Which was really not so long ago. But it happened then and it's happening now and ever more shall be.