If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry. ~Emily Dickinson
My body is cold today as the poetry meted out by the skies light such an internal fire in me that all else goes numb. There is nothing but the fire that rages within, while my whole body is cold to the touch. Nothing is real any more and nothing unreal. Nothing is permanent and nothing is transient.
What we have is in front of us. Right here, right now and the outside world turns to silence. Take a breath and feel the SILENCE.
This is a Mars ruled New Moon, Decan 1(Aries Triplicity) on 4 degrees and 12 minutes of Aries and I told you, Mars cuts and burns and this is the Aries Triplicity. Double dose of testosterone. A Mars ruled lunation…
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