moon chanaka i love you when the moon is 86% full i love you when the moon is 75% full i love you when the moon is 99% full i love you when the moon is 0% full i hate the moon - that's how far away you are from me. a moonlength away, my love sleeps. 010508 ... rollins The moon will never lie to anyone. Be like th emoon. No one hates the moon or wants to kill it. The moon does not take antidepressants and never gets sent to prison. The moon never shot a guy in the face and ran away. The moon has been around a long time and has never tried to rip anyone off. the moon does not care who you want to touch or what color you are. The moon treats everyone the same. the moon never tries to get in on the guest list or use your name to impress others. be like the moon. When others insult and belittle in an attempt to elevate themselves, the moon sits passively and watches, never lowering itself to anything that weak. the moon is beautiful and bright. it needs no makeup to look beautiful. the moon never shoves clouds out of its way so it can be seen. the moon needs not fame or money to be powerful. the moon never asks you to go to war to defend it. Be like the moon. 010907 ... the eye there was a full harvest moon out over the tides on the night that i stupidly decided to be alone i could feel her gravity pulling me inside out from her orbit as i thought of you, as i wished that whatever wit or eloquence or appeal i may have possesed had not evaporated once the barrier of distance had been removed. this new distance seemed even more impossible now you were like the moon, or the stars. i could see you now, but i had begun to fear i might never reach you no matter how far i flew or how high i might jump i'm less afraid of the miles than i am of more figurative distance 010907 ... moonshine weather balloon moon 010909 ... pilgrim Early morning dog walks allow me to eye the pre-dawn sky. The moon is nearly conjunct with saturn in taurus this morning and being almost at the last quarter both are square to the sun. Decending toward the Eastern horizon next is jupiter then comes venus now laying imbedded in the atmospheric glow on it's way to meet the sun again before once again becoming an evening star. 09-10-02001 010910 ... Lime Rider every night i check if you're still there. you often are. the sky is bigger than this. where reality never reaches. 021119 ... splinken without a dream in my heart 030320 ... Fido Fork in hand Tongue in cheek I sit down to Moon - A hardy celestial meal 030320 ... 0of46 it bleeds cheese it taunts us every night high and mighty in its 384400 km orbit it teases us with its aloofness it taunts us with its immensity and it envies us with its loneliness it bleeds cheese 030320 ... belly fire the moon drew itself out like a splinter; an infectious yellow, and the trees grew upon the horizon. in the darkness I became dwarfed: the wee shift-worker. 030923 ... exchangeree mine own luna has something to do with compassion destroyed by war. entrusted. ((the_screaming_in_san_felipe.)) long black dress. 031202 ... stoic the moon is small and fast and slow and light and big and dark. did that contradict? it depends where you are looking from. . the moon is quiet it stays in the sky all night and some of the day . 040113 ... belly fire he is the moon moving my waters with his many shining faces we are ever connected sending shockwaves through the women and lunatics he sends me out to sea and back again he is the moon; my only salvation 040114 ... raze we all weigh a little less when it's directly overhead. the inside of my bottled drink's cap told me this, so it must be true. 150728 ... nr touching a piece of it (or what was once part of it) was the highlight of my week. even though i know it's not that uncommon. 150729 ... amy in red blue :) I'm still thinking about how I touched a piece of Mars. But it was weird that they somehow knew it was from there. That might have been a stretch. It might have had a Mars feeling though (just kidding; i don't know what mars feels like) 150729 ... amys in red My moon is at 1 degree 59 minutes of Capricorn. To find my soulmate, according to some theories, we would need somebody born around dec 23 with the sun in that position, e g Eddie Vedder. They also say this moon (in early cap) is genuinely about prophecy. Seeing the future clearly which has been known to happen particularly when it comes to gun rights incidents/ psycho mass shootings. Really, though, I think it is about what you need to actually do in life to be consistent in life with what you (and your culture) profess to believe. Non hypocrisy. Integrity, but in a very controlling way. It's like the kid saying on Monday that he wants to study his states in a thorough way so that he'll know where to visit in the future and the mom saying on Thursday ' hey Johnny you better study your states'. My moon in Cappy is that mom. It can get disturbed by non integrity, inconsistency, and even experimental exploration type stuff. Wouldn't do well in the sweat lodge, but that doesn't mean it wouldn't reflect and try to understand afterwards. This gets to why "Autobiography" at age 18 felt so very ludicrous, but I think English 101 does tend to track that way. A more eventful your high school experience, a better English 101. For a long time I felt a little screwed out of that part of my education, and thus screwed out of the humanities and social sciences potential friends whom I generally have immense respect... 160908 ... mcdougall You are casting shadows on a blanket of snow in outside’s backyard. Laying flat on the floor looking up, face squished against the door, I see you. Briefly. I look away. You are a star up close. The sun at night. You hide behind a cloud and Everything is in shadow, and it’s all aglow. Fill me up as you fill up, then we can both wane again together. In unison we can shed all that swelled us, and only fill again the vessel we are left with. 221205 ... raze "there are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls." — george carlin 230128 ... past the snow drip drip dripped off the roofs in the weak dawn light, twisting it's ways alongs the gutters to the buried yards and gardens, and then across that frozen turf to the black roads beyond. there it had a choice: freeze or transcend. the embodied warmth of the pavement stripped the decision away, propelling the run of up up and into the hear in a thick blanket. he looked out the window, barely registering the enteral cycle spinning beyond the panes lest it ruin the magic of the sun's light reflecting off the crescent moon as it cut through the fog's thin veil. 230316 ... e_o_i A half-moon hangs diagonal like a cradle near the horizon. Rising, it will shed its filmy yellow blanket, growing whiter and more remote. 231004 what's it to you? who go blather from