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| It hangs beautiful as if the universe was a woman's body |
The moon is past its half-life and we are looking forward to its maturity. As we continue to observe it, I came today across a topic that read that 29th of August will see us with a supermoon! Can you imagine a moon coming low...near the Earth they say 223, 639 miles away. The moon is averagely 238, 900 miles away. It is not the first time to make it a celebration but it is interesting to wonder.
As the article also added, astronomy is not a religion. My looking above may intrigue some real and unreal imaginations which should not be confused to some kind of a cult or false illussions. It is true that venus is a bright star and some look at it with beauty. Synethesia is not a disease but a super condition. The moon was a woman's breast yesternight.
On Sunday, as the moon hung low past midnight and seemingly settling square to the eyes that were awake to observe it I looked deeper to see what I miss. I am a man whose sexual needs have been denied by economically tougher times. At 25 and there is no woman guaranteed to go in to! Erections start at age 12. We will be talking about that in our next series. Lets stick to the moon as we fornicate.
Friends who look at the moon with different revealings continue to send pictures that I find good. May we dwell in such imaginations that we may cease from cheap political discussions. And as we revere such honesty of the moon so should we be honestly naked in word and deed.
Clouds that came up abruptly to cover the empty heavens made the night a little warmer as a woman should. I collected my blankets from the line as it brightly illuminated nd remembered that it should not be my job. The problem that I lack a line makes my clothings be shifted from one to another. Can't ladies hang their clothes on other ladies lines? Women. No wonder today there will be a different moon face.
The light was too good to play in. I am no longer a child. But bet me if there was a compound and a child who wished to play I'd be a mate. I wished God stroke down all street lights that pretended to mock and be observed in the celestial. I was also experiencing a mild cough (still I do) and as the rushes came in I wished for a comfortable healthy sleep in its arms.
And if there is any sin brought by the moon may it also be washed by it in today's different shape. It will be past a beautiful woman's breast to something that I will see today. Have an anxious moment as you wait.
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