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Circumstances

'not saints sculptured pots' ~ Russian proverb

The wind have changed, Mercury directs to shed the skin as snakes do during each cycle of growth. Hey, all cold-blooded, we're not irreplaceable, but - dependent on each other for body temperature. So we must be adaptive, flexible and adjust as best as we can to our circumstances, just as snakes do.

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True and false

Inner placed compass, aligned with 'true north', guides toward the destiny its magnetic force. Each dewdrop I swallow brings infinite joy, even breathing shallow won't cause to stall changing book of history, mixing true and false, fall in starry mystery, pointed to south.

so long

hanging

Shifting

When the Earth starts to shift - the scar - hurts, the wound - burns, but self-healing helps, life feels as gift. No scream! Neighbors take after dinner nap, the thoughts at fair wind as sailboats - arrive with increment step. 'Bend and you shall not break' Flexibility... getting stronger without ache... Temperance awaits on the corner, when cooled out under the AC, we squeeze in hot air to feel warmer, - to pour over a sudden rain with flashes of lightning to the music of heaven drums, the characters on ad panel highlighting, suggesting us how to save the money or time... The precious time speed up to heaven, perhaps it found better use in higher realm... Will love survive in garden of Eden? At least time's due not embedded in our arm...

Rebirth

Midst of the night. The moon, the watchman rolled in a cloud to sway in the dreams. Darkly skies. Cicadas - so loud. A storm's approaching. The vision's dim. Suddenly - burst! Zeus is throwing magnetic spikes cause the earth the seizure between lighting explosions light...dark...as life's rebirth. I keep my eyes open, awaiting for a shift, trying to fit in my questions and answers, the faces, the plots - before new rain hits to rinse toxic vibes and turn into...fireworks!