Bubbles…

While sitting in my computer room I heard a lady screaming. In a fire windy weaving voice yelling,

“Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you!!”

The car raced by my home. Oldest son heard it too. It was not directed at us, but we did catch it in passing.

Last night while watching reruns of Ancient Aliens I came upon one old image I’ve studied and another that I did not know about. The flower of Life and Leonardo da Vinci’s long-lost portrait of Christ ‘Salvator Mundi’

The flower of Life means many things but the one meaning I love best is that it represents the universe.

The Christ portrait is fascinating. I am amazed by a sphere he is holding. An interfaith symbol that other religious masters hold as well.

Two mystical round bubbles or circles of insight came together in my mind. Because Leonardo da Vinci shows the Flower of Life in his works, I found this an interesting point of reflection and study.

So, I did my own improvisation and put the flower of Life in the bubble sphere. It was fun to do.

I hope the lady who was screaming will have a better day then she seemed to be having.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/bubble/

Leonardo da Vinci’s long lost portrait of Christ ‘Salvator Mundi’

Flower Of Life

https://www.tokenrock.com/explain-flower-of-life-46.html

THE MOODY BLUES TO BE INDUCTED INTO THE ROCK & ROLL HALL OF FAME IN 2018

http://www.moodybluestoday.com/moody-blues-inducted-rock-roll-hall-fame-2018/

Maybe it all ready happened…congratulations…

Ides Of March

We ran over the hill

in the rain

green grass suddenly

tripping our climb.

Laughing as we were

rolling over each other

happy to be.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/suddenly/

Third Winter Wonderland Poem

An event to read and talk

I got lost

I woke up encrusted with “how could Is?”

Lost I found myself fishing my dream

finishing my dream in waking time

awake with a cup of coffee

kitty on my lap.

The large ten-inch-long lizard

3-inch width creature

still reminds me that

it might still be at my front door.

It’s encrusted skin of scales

as it pushed against the rosemary bush

and the lights in the night sky

after the crescent moon set.

Winter is cold

family wants to sleep

more food and coffee

studies, words and protesting.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/encrusted/

highlights

At a corner in our living room ever year, at a certain time of the year, the hanging crystal outside our window highlights a rainbow bridge thorough my Chiron Stencil.

As you can see I tried to capture this in the image above.

In mythology Chiron is known as the rainbow bridge between Saturn and Uranus.

His silent lecture to me today is to notice him. As in the days of old and maybe still to this day. Churches were built aligned with the sun. And certain times of the year different images, symbols and icons were purposefully infused with light.

This causes a silent lecture as well. Some happen naturally and some are designed that way. Both inspire a type of continuity of ritual. The mystery of symbols, nature and myth. This is my magical religiosity.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/lecture/

Vesta Image

I have enrolled a new image for The Seminary of Praying Mantis. She is Vesta.

“In her role as sister. Vesta represents the principle of focus and commitment. She functions as autonomous self-identity transforming creative energies into purifying and integrating personal circuitry.” ~ Demetra George & Douglas Bloch

Mavericks of Night Fever

“Those who tune in with its powers will be mavericks who will drag us into the new era…”

~ Uranus the planet insight quote.

Here comes one of those narrowing openings. A flash from my past. All initiated by a song. Youngest told oldest son to play some Bee Gees. Oldest son was driving so he did. The song came on and while sitting in the back of the car it happened.

Lynn 1977. She took me to see Saturday Night Fever in Westwood, CA. The late night showing of the film. A long drive at night. We had the night fervor of youth and freedom flowing through our blood. It was a fantastic time to be young.

Disco, new wave, rock and punk were merged tight as the proverbially creative spark upon the music scene unknown.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/loophole/

Last Autumn Magic poem 8~ not doing either !

Our government is having 
a bad time relating,
The Republicans and Democrats 
are not even debating,
The rich get richer
the poor get poorer.

The sweet is sweeter
the sour is sourer.

If you want me to relate to you
try relating to me
I can let you go.

I can stop relating
I can stop relating.

  Contrary is the music
  the holiday singing
  relating and caring
  hoping and sharing!

Yet our government is 
not doing either
  no hoping and no sharing.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/relate/

Age a Gift to us…

“You are fettered,” said Scrooge, trembling. “Tell me why?”
“I wear the chain I forged in life,” replied the Ghost. “I made it link by link, and yard by yard; I girded it on of my own free will, and of my own free will I wore it.”

~ Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol

Some Like It Hot (1959), Tony Curtis and Jack Lemmon

My aged mind and heart reflect: Watch, pay attention, reception… leave space for information to enter your mind… wild old woman…give away what you learned from life…digested experience is wisdom.

Age is a gift to me. As my mom told me once,

“Holly, I Look in the mirror and I see an old woman but I feel as young as ever on the inside.”

Now I understand what she meant.

“In the creative process. Maintain your artistic tenacity and courage despite any criticism or disapproval, or influence of social prejudices or market pressures.”

~ The William Blake Tarot Cards.

Oldest son is busy these days. His time is valuable. Yet when he was a child I remember every December 1st was the day that we put up holiday decorations. It was an event of thrill and joy. Now he has only a short time to talk and off he goes. I would not have it any other way. My twenties were very busy as well !

We are now living in an age of hostile takeover by a very conservative group of powerful people. I think of the 1920s throughout the 1930s. Prohibition, gangsters and the great wall street crash of 1929.

The shadow is let loose… release the Kraken.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/age/

The Fuck Gazette Vol. Two , Number FIVE :. Voter Suppression !!

THE Dence Commission

Presidencetial Advisory Commission on Election Integrity
Vice President Mike Pence chairs the Commission, and Kansas Secretary of State Kris Kobach serves as the vice chair.

DAH Dence Members

* Vice President Mike Pence, Chair
* Kris Kobach, Secretary of State of Kansas, Vice-Chair
* Connie Lawson, Secretary of State of Indiana
* Bill Gardner, Secretary of State of New Hampshire
* Matthew Dunlap, Secretary of State of Maine
* Ken Blackwell, Former Secretary of State of Ohio
* Christy McCormick, Commissioner, Election Assistance Commission
* David Dunn, Former Arkansas State Representative
* Mark Rhodes, Clerk of Wood County, West Virginia
* Hans von Spakovsky, Senior Legal Fellow and Manager of Election Law Reform Initiative, Edwin Meese Center for Legal & Judicial Studies, The Heritage Foundation
* J. Christian Adams, President and General Counsel, Public Interest Legal Foundation
* Alan King, Probate Judge, Jefferson County, Alabama

http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=dence

https://www.allacronyms.com/DAH/Dumb_ass_hole

FLOPSIDE COMICS ARE SEXY… like me and you! But not like DAHs… be more than a DAH.. thank you.

What Noisy Cats We Are…

Lewis McAdams: In those days cool was a survival mechanism.

I made a mistake. I thought the cover was of Bob Mould of Husker Du but instead is Ed Crawford, aka ed fROMOHIO from Firehose. Thanks goes to We Got Power: David Markey. Makes sense to me…

Big Frank asked Al if I was on the cover of issue number 50. He seemed a bit bugged. Al said no that is ed fROMOHIO of Firehose, they have an interview in the issue by Jon Mastumoto. It was our July 1986 issue. Purple cover ta boot. I saw no resemblance besides being a Noisy Cat. We were pleased with the cover.

Comrades of fanzine Ink Disease put up their interview with, “the Du” and so I felt a need to join in today. So many bands, fans, and contributors galore. Like I said before, there were many hands in the cookie jar. When we lose a friend from that tight matrix of friends of the punk scene, we naturally mourn our loss, but we also share in their brilliance! When they lived with us on this short earth adventure. Wild music and rebellious dear friends, Grant Hart you are one of the cool guys.

Last Sunday I met up with an author, S. W. Lauden, who told me he became a writer because of his first published item in Los Angeles Flipside Fanzine in the mid ’80s. It is good to hear inspirational stories. I was happy to know that. A nice continuity even though I did not guess that punk rock would find me at an event dedicated to Lewis McAdams in celebration with Friends of the Los Angeles River.

SW LAUDEN: We exchanged our work…

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People talk about anarchy
And taking up a fight
Well I’m afraid of things like that
I lock my doors at night
I don’t rape, and I don’t pillage
Other peoples’ lives
I don’t practice what you preach
And I won’t see through your eyes

You want to change the world
By breaking rules and laws
People don’t do things like that
In the real world at all
You’re not a cop, or a politician
You’re a person too
You can sing any song you want
But you’re still the same

I can’t think of anything
That makes me more upset
People talk all this rhetoric
Forgive but not forget
I don’t rape, and I don’t pillage
Other peoples’ lives
I don’t practice what you preach
And I won’t see through your eyes