harvest moon.

the closest full moon to the autumnal equinox;
the second most endearing neil young album;
a video game, too, i think......
the harvest moon, y'all.
it's expert.
what do we do when the cosmic confluence of seasonally
affected effects merges with werewolfen greaseball berserker
barbarian battle beastly stormswept gypsy nighttime crazy sh!t?
duh.
burn a bunch of stuff with fire!
check the smoky-circle-of-flame-type teleport:

uh-huh.
i can't resist it.
a pile of burning bits and pieces,
a mound of molten mass converted into light and heat,
the emission and transmission of energy into the atmosphere,
and my hungry eyes and hands soaking all of it in.
add in some lovelies and some vegan F*ing marshmallows,
and suddenly,
the savage beast is tempered with musical interludes,
good times, and terrific fireside storytelling.
yup.
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active participation.
that's the key.
it doesn't really matter what you're doing,
because as long as you're doing it,
it's all really happening.
for real though.
there is a whole world unfolding along the ley lines circumnavigated
mysteries, and the cycle of seasons, and the waxing and waning of
the silver circle in the blue midnight sky.
there are smaller circles inside those, of people, and places,
and spirit and memory,
and overlapping echoes of all of them,
intersecting like a woven web of bent bits and elipses,
formed from expert interconnected interaction.
the bright bright bright moon is magnetizing the lycanthropic lunacy of
overreactive explosivity, and heightening the paradoxical equinox energy.
of the changing from one angle to another.
it's full of eclipses and ellipsis,
and dangling fragments connected by filaments of firmament.....
neighbors,
hot fire and night lights.
so good.
there's a small world unfolding in perfect alignment
within the larger scheme of things,
and the crossovers are numerous.
i can feel it pulsing under my skin, behind my eyes,
at the tips of my painted nails,
on the bottoms of my feet,
and in the back of my mind.
it's real.
cultivating coincidences and imposing my will on the world around me,
affecting the immediate area,
and resonating outward towards the edges of everywhere.
jeez;
never quiet, never soft.....