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Full Moon and its Magic 13 April 2006

Posted by Sasha in Philosophy & Paradox, The Brooder.
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Tides rise in greeting. Eerie thoughts are conjured. It’s when silver lights are seen in the darkness; there are shadows in the night.

I love it when there’s a full moon like tonight. At least, I’d have it as a companion in my nightly cigarette sessions out on the front. Apart from the stars, the moon will cast a glow on earth, still dark but not totally. I love it. It brings mystery and gloom. It’s like a bad memory that haunts you but leaves you with a sense of awe. Weird, I know.

It’s just sun’s light bouncing off on a rock’s surface. What is so special about that, you might think. It’s the fact that it can and it has for millions of years. It’s been around to witness many great horrors and triumphs of this world. If you sit in silence, perhaps it will whisper its wisdom and let you touch the diamond studded, black velvet we call the night sky.

There is magic in everything. It’s a matter of how you see them, that’s all.

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