it's probably on fire.

full moons?
oh, man!
yeah.
y'know what it's like to be pulled towards that
lantern of syrupy silver light?
it's like second nature at this point.
and the good part about second nature?
it wins, but only for a limited time.
obviously,
infinite nature always wins.
but the familiar feeling of being tugged towards lunatic fringes
only lasts as long as the circle stays full.
the trick is to use your own inertia to build momentum
and go with the flow faster and harder.
that's a thing.
quick, fast, in a hurry.
time travel with a side order of shape-shifting wolfman howling,
and the roiling boiling skin-crawling furnace of a superheated
cast-ironclad iron-rich rusty busted bursting heart.
ummmm,
that's definitely a thing.
*  
the season is changing, the moon is waning,
there's leaves falling,
and the nighttime is still cold for all the lunar illumination out here.
moonlight won't warm you up,
but it'll guide you down deep into your wild animal bits.
no jokes.
so,
what's the best way to weather the storm assailing and wassailing
and wailing away under these calm clear skies?
c'mon, neighbors.
you already know what to do-
correct! check the teleport:

yuuuuuuuuuuuuup!!
hot fires and hot ladies.
two of my all-time favorites.
don't worry,
the fire consumes itself and the girls know better.
real life doesn't make exceptions for harvest moons and equinoxes.
awwwwwwwwwwww.
i will say, as i always do,
that worthy woodsly goodfellows have to know how to activate a blaze.
newspaper is invited, windfallen sticks and branches can come too.
stacked up and standing ready?
yeah.
teleport:

c'mon.
kindling wood in freshly split bits of blocky birch, oak, and maple
make up a manly tower, fit to be burnt into near-nothingness.
i'm a sucker for suggestions from my frustratingly fetching,
infuriatingly fantastic, unfailingly unattainable girl     friend.
that's right. two words. girl. friend.
and there's more than just space in-between those words.
huh?
no, don't be dumb.
i'm talking about building a bier in the afternoon,
in order to activate an expert event in the evening.
and i wouldn't do that just for myself to enjoy.
what i'm saying is:
synergistic activation is good for you,
especially when it involves lighting up a blue night with orange glows.
and we used just one lonely match to set it off and spark it up.
that's it.
because rules is rules, y'heard?
check the it-took-a-little-minute-but-it-got-poppin'-type teleport:

sure the condensation made it seem like there was gonna be a false start,
but that made the eventual triumph of fire over water even better.
whenever possible,
which is to say-always and forever-
doing all you do as expert as possible is all there is.
i mean,
what can we do but what we do, when we doo-doo that freaky sh!t?
just be dope, or F* right off?
yes, yes, y'all.
that's what's up.
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there are smells and sounds that feel like fall.
there are times and places that produce the same feeling.
there are sequences of events that unfold so perfectly that it's hard to believe
there's not a bigger picture coming into focus as each puzzle piece is revealed.
it's ALL really happening.
today is the day as much as any other is.
always;
never quiet, never soft.....