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Canta al mio altare interiore

Canta al mio altare interiore

by Kameron Cole, Miami Beach, 2012

quando mi hai toccato,

mio Dio!

sulla mia schiena,

per nessun motivo,

senza nessuna mano per guidarvi,

ma la mano di Dio,

ma la mano d’amore,

del vento,

del tuo cuore.

Io genuflettono, dentro di me,

canta al mio altare interiore,

cullando che un solo tocco, come fiore,

d’amore.

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Singing to my inner altar

when you touched me,

my God!

on my back,

for no reason,

with no hand to guide you,

but the hand of God,

but the hand of love,

of the wind,

of your heart.

I genuflect in me,

singing to my inner altar,

cradling that one touch, like a flower,

of love.

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GRATEFUL DEAD – HIGH TIME LYRICS

You told me goodbye How was I to know You didn’t mean goodbye You meant please don’t let me go?

I was having a high time Living the good life, well I know

The wheels are muddy Got a ton of hay Now listen here, baby ‘Cause I mean what I say

I’m having a hard time Living the good life, well I know

I was losing time, I had nothing to do No one to fight I came to you Wheels broke down, the leader won’t draw The line is busted, the last one I saw

Tomorrow come trouble Tomorrow come pain Now don’t think too hard, baby ‘Cause you know what I’m saying

I could show you a high time Living the good life, don’t be that way

Nothing’s for certain It could always go wrong Come in when it’s raining Go on out when it’s gone

We could have us a high time Living the good life, well I know

via GRATEFUL DEAD – HIGH TIME LYRICS.

via GRATEFUL DEAD – HIGH TIME LYRICS.

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Queen of Swords

Interesting juxtaposition: yesterday was the ACE of Swords.  And now, the Queen…

The Queen of Swords can be very sensitive, perceptive, sharp-witted and intelligent. On the dark side, she can turn cruel, malicious, narrow-minded, bigoted or even deceitful, dangerous, too, because of her charme and beauty.

Being water in air, the Queen of Swords lacks the stability of the Earth as well as the will of Fire. So she can lack practicality, steadyness, running the risk to live in an idealistic land of her own outside of reality. Further, she is sensible to interferences and disturbance from the outside, unable to protect herself against it.

Crowley give a nice (detailed) explanation of the corresponding Yi King (I Ching)

In the Yi King, the watery part of Air is represented by the 28th hexagram, Ta Kwo. The Shape suggests a weak beam.

The character, excellent in itself, cannot support interference. Foresight and prudence, care in preparation of action, are a safeguard (line i.) Advantage is to be won, moreover, by reliance on help from apparently unsuitable comrades (lines 2 and 5). This alien strength often supplies the defeat of inherent weakness, and may even create definite superiority to circumstance (line 4). In such an event, there may be temptation to undertake rash adventures, foredoomed to failure. But even so, no blame is incurred (line 6); the conditions of True Will have been satisfied, and the issue is compensated by the feeling that the right (however unfortunate) course has been adopted.

Such people acquire intense love and devotion from the most unexpected quarters.

Queen of Swords

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7 of coins

I drew the Seven of Coins today.  It was really disturbing.  Almost called you to tell you…

..that our love was false.Seven of Disks - Failure this card is always called “failure”.  the coins are lead. fake. no wealth. no investment.

Failure is the name of the card and program for its downfall, and so the Seven of Disks talk of hopes deceived and crushed, of unfilled promises, loss of fortune, dealings that first sounded good but later revealed as short-living or cheating, false successes with no lasting benefit, that in the end had cost much more than they had gained.

but it was juxtaposed next to Three of cups. that is what threw me. The Three of Cups is the one true love.  the rare love. the love that passes all understanding. the One. this card can’t lie, can it? it always means “this is the one”. but here, like the deer who was stuck in the winter ice, only to be found finally released in the spring thaw, long dead, bloated, frozen and thawed.Three of Cups - Abundance

I guess the first card had already pierced my heart: Ace of Swords.  Clarity. Realization. That it was always there, always germinal in this daily charade, the kernel of truth, constantly covered with the illusionist’s palm.

Ace of Swords

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deus absconditus

can’t breathe
in an empty room
stillborn
in an empty womb
scale the walls
harnessed by all
that is false in God.
He left us to die here, alone.*
just couldn’t bear to tell us himself.
when you have the universe, you don’t need a pet.

 

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* Pilgrim at Tinker Creek (Anne Dillard) “Pascal uses a nice term to describe the notion of the creator’s, once having called forth the universe, turning his back to it: Deus Absconditus.” (page 9).

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what is this thing

Violence Across New York Leaves 7 Dead

we live in Hell. actually, “we” don’t – Hilary Clinton and I.  But most people live in Hell.

The police said the boy’s mother called 911 from her apartment on Marcus Garvey Boulevard in Bedford-Stuyvesant, Brooklyn, just before 11 p.m. Friday, and said that she had killed her son and then swallowed pills. Officers found the boy, 7, lying in bed with “bruising and lacerations” to the back of his head, according to a police official.

He was declared dead at the apartment, and his mother, Tenika Revell, was taken to Woodhull Medical Center for evaluation. Ms. Revell, 40, was charged with murder, manslaughter and endangering the welfare of a child.

Neighbors said Ms. Revell had treated the boy, Bernard, lovingly, buying him snacks, watching him ride a bicycle and holding his hand while crossing streets.

Several people said Ms. Revell had told them she received a diagnosis of terminal cancer.

“She was always very nice, and when she came in with the boy, she would buy him cakes, potato chips, water,” said Raymond Espinal, 56, who works at a bodega in the building where the boy lived.

but she bludgeoned him to death. after all those cakes, and safe trips across the street.