birthday_letters amy in blue ( i am on at least three of what amount to suicide watches. i can offer this hope: there is always some nook and cranny in the world that can shelter you and bring you joy, but it might take a little time and faith to get to it. also i recommend doing sun salutations to reverse that feeling of weakening. if you then start getting "too strong" for your own tastes you can always back off. finally, do a little thought experiment: whatever is the biggest deal of your life take an Alice pill and pretend/believe that it is not such a big deal at all. there is always a chance that it might not be, after all, or, at least a smaller deal than you are likely, just being you, to make it out to be! alas this too shall pass. ravenna, my_ravenna. when the plan to save the world definitely includes getting white people out of power: that's just us falling down. not even fallen angels any more just dance moves. https://youtu.be/nvJYgkBbCbs ) 150825 ... to amy or not to amy in red & blue jew Ted Hughes (born August 17, 1930 at 1:12 am like me like me) died of cancer one day after what would have been the 66th birthday of his wife, Sylvia Plath. his moon was in Taurus~ *weeps*. he broke a 35 year near-silence about his wife's death with the publishment of his book of poems called Birthday Letters, in 1998 not long before cancer it seems it was Sylvia's virgo placements that took her-- the upcoming pluto uranus unrest unbearable to someone going through a Saturn in Capricorn saturn return. it also possible that Ted Hughes was a charismatic and unbearable person that couldn't direct the family to a sunnier locale, couldn't get over himself, and couldn't avoid the deepening of her depression. i truly can't tell if he is to blame or not. 150825 ... amy in blue if peter gabriel is a sappy idiot and too depressing, try other real world or real world esque ruminations stella really does need to get her groove back at least once every two years, right 150825 what's it to you? who go blather from