Fall Back To Photos

After I “set up us the bomb” over the past two days with 1) my confabulations on free will, evil in the world, weed, euthanasia, and problem-solving through procrastination, among other answers to Eleanor’s questions, and 2) my psycho-delic visualization of T.U.L.I.P., I’m falling back with the time change, and offering straight photos that you can simply enjoy without a lot of thought or assault on your auditory system.

Shey’s tree finally turned yellow. It was holding out for the longest time. Jupiter is a spec of light in the upper right-hand corner of the photo.

Low hanging haze under mostly clear skies provided a nice gradation of colors in the after sunset glow. Venus is shining bright on the left.

Penultimate Moon

Penultimate moon rises
Waning crescent thinly lit
Winks one last time before
Waking opposite Uranus
That makes one distant, impulsive
Seeing Mercury sextile Venus
Scorpio on the border with
Virgo, Libra
Procession of equinoxes

Ofrenda

All Hallows Eve Calls

On All Hallows Eve, the Tangle Heart Tree catches spirits and holds them until Prime’s light collects them.

Sun sets, darkness falls
All Hallows Eve calls
Thirsty spirits to scratch and claw at the walls of Sheol
Licking sweet honied milk poured from sorcerer’s bowl
Conjured spirits slip through holes
Prey on wandering, long lost souls
Free to find and eat their fills
Until Prime’s light reclaims their wills
Sun rises spirits pulled asunder
Sorcerer’s bowl lies emptied, plundered

The Incognito Pear tree is under on All Hallows Eve where the spirits get tangled trying to get out of Sheol.

Santa Cynthia prays all night on All Hallows Eve for our souls to be safe from the spirits released by sorcerers’ milk and honey.

Un Árbol con Santa Cynthia for Cindy

Cindy Georgakas of Unique Times was smitten by Holly’s Tangle Heart Tree. After I gave her the history of the trees, she wants a tree, but she wanted a heart in her tree similar to the Tangle Heart Tree if possible. The Tangle Heart Tree is unique, but I found what I think is the perfect tree for Cindy. Not only does it have many of its branches making multiple heart shapes, it has a figure of a saint praying where a large branch broke off many years ago. It’s also multi-dimensional, varies from classic cottonwood to, strangely shaped cottonwood depending on which side of the tree you are on.

I named the praying saint Santa Cynthia, thinking there was probably no real Saint Cynthia. I looked her up, and the Slaves of the Immaculate Heart of Mary have a listing for Saint Cynthia [Cinthia] [249], sainted on February 8, 2000, who, according to Catholicism.org, “…was an Egyptian girl who was martyred under Decius. Because she would not worship idols, her feet were tied to a horse and she was dragged through the streets.” She has been praying in Cindy’s tree for many years. Long before she became a saint.

You can make out some heart shapes in the 2nd photo and 3rd photo.

Depending on which side of the tree you are on, it has really interesting shapes.

The first photo shows a decent heart shape. Views of Santa Cynthia.

Contrails & Special Shapes

Dawn

Today was the special shapes rodeo. I did not see as many special shapes as in years past. Many of them barely rose above the trees and then went back down.

All the contrails for the morning jets.

Clouds are best at making special shapes.

Sunset