Summer Waxing Grandchildren Moon
Night again. Serenity. That place to fall into where the universe catches you, holds you in its arms, then you remember that the universe is your body and those arms are your arms and so you sleep.
There are bad things out there: Democrats pulled back the climate bill. Geez, guys and gals. The oil well may be capped but the oil gushed into the gulf cannot be played backwards into the hole. Only in the movies. Bernanke said we may face years of a restricted labor market. And the Republicans want to deny unemployment benefits. One of the greatest ironies in modern political history may be the news about Cheney’s health. He could need a heart transplant. More like an implant.
There are good things out there: Financial regulation passed. It’s weaker than it should have been, but it is. I finished the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. The garlic is ready to bring in and Artemis Hives has produced its first honey. Blooms fell off the potatoes so we should get some new potatoes in two weeks. The World Cup is over. Football training camps begin soon.
We live in a world which we did not make, a life we did nothing to gain and move toward an end we do not comprehend. To make your way here a clear eye, a straight heart line, a curious mind and a poetic soul will help.