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Monday, September 19, 2005
A good night for magic
The height of my season
One I usually spend
Burning Man > Folsom Street Fair > Decompression
giving way to Halloween and the Holidays

A night like tonight reminds me
Of every quickening I've ever felt
Of the deep breaths of thick relentless life I have drunk

Tonight, a full moon
The last of the summer
Autumn comes and I remember

Thunder, my will, cracking the sky
Electricity in the air
I feel myself charging, magnetizing

Tonight is a night to know exactly what I want
It is my time, my woman's time
Tonight is a night the beam is laser focused

Across the world
cutting through buildings and forests
seas and skies

To the 0ne who sleeps and knows
The fullbeam focus of my Will
The small quirked
Smile of ruthless determination

The Moon shall amplify these thoughts
To be delivered by moonlight
Received as his dawn breaks
and my delta descent begins

There might never be a love so infinite as our'n
So thick and heady and all consuming
As we move through distant cities
We move in shared context and connection
In a world we choose, we deserve, we claim

Tonight my whirlwind of quantum potential
Flicker like searchlights scoping the sky
Some brighter, some dimmer, some fading away

Like tuning into to a frequency
Squelching out the noise
Locking that laser
Broadcasting my Will

Centrifuge out
All the dead weight
How fast and how far could I run
If I had nothing to weigh me down
If there were nothing to resist
If nothing blocked the flow?

Kairos
Logos
Atomos

Liquid
Serenity
Deep Sleep

My will and my wish
My will and my wish

Perfect opportunities to meet my readiness
Abundance equal to my worth
Blessings to match my boldness