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Aquarius

On the day of New Moon in Aquarius – dedicated to the humanitarian of the zodiac.

Two kites in flight before moon.

dawned on me today, that

I’m gonna miss being me
when I’m gone.

Snow Storm in Forest.
a wood sculpture held in a palm.

Text: “The best thought I’ve ever thought” November 03, 2012, originally posted on cowbird.com.
Pictures: All from early 2014. Kites gliding is a video still, Fukui, Japan, 2011. The small wood sculpture is from 1996.

Snow Storm in Forest.


Close up of fish scales and a tail.

Age of Authenticity.

On the day of winter solstice 2020 I heard, Planets Jupiter and Saturn go near-overlap onjunct at 0 degree in astrological sign of Aquarius.
Some say it’s the official start of the Aquarian Age, in it each of us gets to live our authentic, unique Individuality.

Close up of a dried spider lily blossom.

Owning one’s Light may feel harder than to do so with Shadow. ( I struggle with it. ) However, to be able to allow Authentic in others, one must attain the both to a degree ( a living human probably ain’t equipped to fully grasp one or both, let alone stay grasped – and that’s alright ). And without such “allowing” becoming our main vibe perhaps, the idea of truly harmonious Human Collective will remain an elusive pie in the sky.

Jupiter-Saturn conjunct this close last occurred in year 1623 according to mainstream source.
You, on the other hand, happen only once in the history of the Universe. Fact.

Photos: Perfect is the Divine Design – fish scales / a tail and a dried Spider Lily blossom.
Fully functional, uniquely interactive, beautifully designed and irrefutably free.
Kinda like us humans.

Fact.

Sky Is Ours.

A bird wing and photographic prints of ocean horizons.

Photo: Your Horizons, a diptych (2016)

Truest Tears are those of Gratitude.
– My Dad

What is a “father’s day” anyways? All them special dates emerging from somewhere like a circus clown sprinkling magic dust upon us.
And what good would that do to mend our wings if the sky is, in facto may have been, confiscated from us.
We are all alike, and we are all unique. Submit to the latter and you’ll know we are also all alone.

Sky is ours. Future is not set in stone.
When you stand in your own truth withstanding the “uni” of the unique.
And look over there, see another one, and plenty more of us with our wings strong in the sun,
just and only then we will
bring heaven down to earth where it belonged all along.

Yokohama Monologue

 (aren’t we all) A stranger to oneself.

City buildings at night.
A coffee cup with sugar.

 Uniqueness unites then separates; to, and from, other souls and ourselves.

Crowd outside a building.

 Creativity: serendipitous. All images were photographed with iPhone 6s last night in Yokohama immediately after Mr. Zimmerman performed for the 100th time in Japan.