October is my month of increasing power!!!
Painting
by James Jacques Joseph Tissot. Woman from yesteryear tramping through flaming leaves. Maybe I was once that woman, in another time, in France or somewhere.
There is a pang, kind of a tingling. A force of October, shooting through me and feeling like electrical charges would feel if they were a pleasant thing. It connects me to all things, whether they want to be connected to me or not. Neighborhood squirrel hunting your nut -- you're connected to me! Pregnant moon, birthing your moon child ---you're connected to me! Beautiful Portuguese accordion player, sending shivers through my car speaker, from a recording you made a long time ago, but now you are walking the earth somewhere, unaware of me --you're connected to me! You are the galvanic thread on my tongue. My skin sings of you. Because this is October! It's not just that I was born here - I was born to live in October, and my soul knows it. When the calendar finally flips over to the tenth month, I am home again.
Squirrellllllll.....!!!!!!!!! Don't you feel it?
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it's october 28.....do you feel your power fading? or will you piggyback on the increasing power of sweet roger, whose month is looming.
ReplyDeleteNO, it's not waning!!!! Yet.
ReplyDeleteIt's almost over!
ReplyDeleteIf you turn into a pumpkin at midnight...nobody will be able to find you.
By the way...my Captcha for the previous comment was "cousin 319"
ReplyDeleteCousin 319 ---I know, I can't believe that the Golden Month of the Golden Child has already come to an end. Oh, what fate awaits me, November? I will not turn into a pumpkin, but perhaps life will again just become very ordinary. (By the way, I'm really tempted to make "cousin 319" your nickname.
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