I've been feeling through this intuitive thing, because that's what it is, a feeling through like swimming through the ambient waters of events and emotions. This relates to the idea of indecisiveness, and procastination. It's that feeling our way through, rather than having some set of rules saying either/or, and about being in the waters of time, in the moment, rather than putting it in compartments for accountability.

I have been self-brainstorming about recreating my "Emerging Visions" visionary art zine project on a blog platform. I can give up the idea of making it a paying venture, and simplify the whole process. This way, once the platform is established, I can solicit pieces that I like and provide a cohesive framework for showcasing (hopefully written work together with visual) and build up a network of people who can work together.

I started a Delphi group as an administrative platform for my Flash Utopian Fiction project. I have two stories, plus the one I wrote and the idea for another I just need to focus on. I'm hopefully getting out the word on a variety of fora. Perhaps a blossoming season is at hand.

I've been spewing out like a poem a day for around a month, with nowhere to send them other than long-suffering friends and occasional zines that want all kinds of bureaucratic bull requirements to give away my heartfelt craft. Apparently I have opened a conduit to my deepest psyche, and all the faeries and demons are flying out.


the colors of dawn
complement your dowry
passionless pearls and saphires
catching life-giving sunbeams
drinking in dewdrops
breathing bright breezes
whispering in the new day
becoming precious jewels.



Polarities reverse
under the waxing light of Spring
and poetry blooms
in the city cafes
and the hinterlands, under the heroic moon,
adventurous stars.
So much inbound emotion
bursting forth
allowing for the opening to sharing
to loving
to knowing
to healing.
Magickal portals abound.
Let us enter
dancing
open hands, hearts, minds
embracing.


Pray for peace
Pray for union
Pray for the love
that knows no dominion
Pray for hope and life and light
Pray for our souls through
this transcendent night
Pray for acceptance
between the old and the new
Pray for our visions
to emerge into view


as the early evening mist cascades into darkness
here on the lower foothills we embrace the sky
ecstatic refrain, celestial entrainment
dancing, dancing, dancing
eyes blackened to the night
no dimension, no tomorrows
no fear


Bless me with your bliss
Do not deny our connection
So much in this callous world
denies me.
Anger seethes, convoluting into
anxiety, depression, fatigue.
What I have to reach out to
That little voice of happy singing
moving through my soul
I can recognize
in your singing eyes.

Peace,
libramoon


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