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Friday, March 27, 2015

There's a red under my bed





Cult. The guy on the pulpit was hitting all the bullet points: Ronald Reagan, Obama, ISIL. I left before his head exploded in total Islamophobia, fire, brimstone, paranoia. Unfortunately for him, the legislature and the governor had already left for spring break, so no one heard him. Further unfortunately, wrong capitol.


Later that night...

* Photo not taken just now: Blinking light of a plane cruising silently at 38,000 feet, half moon shining brightly, Venus, Sirius, Big Dipper and a few other things right over my house in the cold, clear night sky, the hooting of a distant owl. Beauty. Peace. Love.

* And there's a little yellow man in my head. And there's a true blue inside of me... Paranoia, the destroyer. (Kinks.)

Posted by Marie at March 27, 2015 10:10 PM