shit just got real

 

Lynism

Restless post ecliptic etherics

A reward you have long striven for is at hand. Embrace it, and know it is well-deserved. Be sure to take some time to enjoy the success.

Financial gain is all but certain for you.

Harmonization of the material and psychic elements in your life has had a lasting impact on you.

Seeing and doing things in a revolutionary way is the greatest influence on the great potentials in your life.

New talents that you have yet to discover or are only beginning to explore will shape your future approaches to your work. Do not let yourself stagnate, and never stop learning, if you want to reach the best outcome in life.

A new idea will require a quick decision from you. Be ready to make the right choice.

You will need to tap in your spiritual energy to fuel a creative effort.

You will need support from your loving friends. Be open to it, as you cannot be strong all the time, and they will need your own support somewhere down the road.

Your fortunes are changing for the better, but you must wait with patience until the shift is complete.

Hard work alone can regain for you what has been lost.

Mother stuff

Mother's ruin.. ( it's only money)

Saints and mothers..

Oh no she didn't

• "If anyone has ever bullied, manipulated you or tried to steal your light, today is a magical day to reclaim your inner power and strength. Do a meditation where you go back in time, say no and stand up for yourself, this ends now. Soul retrieval is a powerful form of healing . When you carry pure light lower vibration people attack you because you mirror their unhealed wounds back to them. They project the unacknowledged and evaded darkness inside them, onto you. They make you the villain so they can be the victim. This tactic no longer works.This weekends Full Moon Lunar Eclipse in Leo is helping us break free from the past. Cycles that are long overdue for change are currently being transformed at an energetic level. This is why so many of us are experiencing exhaustion and old situations resurfacing"

Burning rivers in the night ( The Dragana tales)

There is a crack. A thinned out sliver of a self gone down; broken by lines of transatlantic fury. The hard things that splinter when they break.  Like a moot entry on an empty shelf;  Half-veiled like a cryptic sun reflecting awkward directions. Cords are ripped and frayed. It is a winters day as she finishes up the sorting. But there is a quality of light as life slips wordlessly away. MB

Kicked in spaces,..

On the verge of things that won't speak or explain. The creeping gnaw of expectant need. Hacked down by cynicism and forget. She's crossing boundaries. She's forging passes. MB

Downstairs neighbours, equally empty, equally to be loved, equally a coming Buddha.. ( All things happen outside Diss)

Woke up safe/sad to leave. Ride to the station, early morning  pret. No veggie brioches, just waiting sun, and a low rise on majestic stone. Window watching  a homeless  man rolling his first cigarette of the day, stretched out, languidly at ease as if in his very own bedroom,  double thickness duvet,  mat-like  beneath him .A dark haired Buddha, strewn and possessed.

No veggie brioches, had to contend with bacon.

Nondescript hotel, plush levels, carpeted floors,  corporate  sign boards lighting the way,  pretend-friendlies with proclaiming hearts , the mass-welcoming of Dr X. We are all the same. Me and the five dwarves- five men and me, all shades of old world and brown crinkly skin. The one with the stiletto moustache, who fought in Sadam's army; the quiet African and  the geriatric imp-twins, white haired nostrils and ears,  riotous, emphatic out-liers,. All but one-  the new friend who carried my colours  while I battled  the potbellied trainer/intruder; he  and his  " weak women and strong men". Nobody blinked  till I spoke. Female Challenger charging his white bellied certainty as it hung over his belt; mock bearded privilege stretching  all the way to his power point. This is 2018 for God sake! After, when it was over, after the heat had been shed and the blood had been spilt, reflected on, fed back and rated; new friend took me to the bus stop, called me a tourist, and  put me on the no 10. Oxford street, where on certain days  experience means more than flimsy shoes, and those experiences lead to a sun trap  by the sea; except it wasn't sea, it was swans and ice-creams wrapped   in bright smiles and peddleboats; and an enthusiastic engineering German, who said he like the way I read; kerouac on a suit case, or was it the way I sat?. " I need something like that" he said. I suggested Hot Yoga..But clocks  rang, all the way to the top of the park, past the woman of the stripped top and  brown wedged shoes, the  very one  I'd seen  earlier on in the day in a city of how many millions? This was more than speed and lights and suitcase pulling, even as I made it to  the track and gave my dinner away, all the while  waiting for a little magic train that  was losing it's  way. MB

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Far from the madding Crowd ~starts and ends.

copy7right MB