The Moon Seven Times. “paris luna”, from the album, the moon seven times.

Take what was, no matter how long it’s been.
Some part is always floating up again.
Take my hand so I can let go of what they say.
Let the blood boil between our skin as it won’t someday.
The winds of heaven swooned so far from the way I had planned,
and as I raced around from room to room, they stayed with me, where I ran.

Once the quiet waves kept me pinned to your arm,
and they held me to a promise not to kick so hard.
Summer dies, and its passion is sneaking down the stairs.
May the blood boil between us everywhere.
The winds of heaven swooned so far from the way I had planned,
and as I raced around from room to room, I was everywhere I ran.

We are only the way we are for a while.
There is nothing to lose any time.
The winds of heaven swooned so far from the plan,
as I raced from room to room, I was everywhere I ran.

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we all have our muses

for some reason tonight (and oh how very sure i there is some reason to it), this one haunted me until i set it down. my muses do this to me from time to time, until i find a way to capture them in some form. why re-transcribing Lynn Canfield’s fine lyrics tonight was important, i’m not sure. but this album is definitely on my “it should be yours, too” list.

perhaps because so often, i feel this way. it’s one of those songs that i feel when i sing along to it. perhaps because the lyrics are so visual. there is a video to this song, but of course, that’s not how i see it in my mind. and that’s the particular beauty of the fine arts: the interpretation and internalization of a thing rarely equal the vision of its inception.

and the same is true for so many other things, the bulk of which have something or other to do with emotions, people, the world we live in, and life in general.

two points to whomever remembers the musical allusion of that last line.

life can be viewed in a 21-year cycle, starting with year zero right after we are born, and with the numbers of the cycle corresponding to our birthdays. so, our 22nd year returns to zero.

it can seem a little backwards if you think about it too hard. when we turn one year old, we have completed our first year and entered our second. but in terms of this 21-year cycle, we are just at the number 1. the reason for this, is that in this philosophy, during each year, we tend to exhibit traits that we have archetypically mastered.

so zero, in certain philosophies, represents the Fool, or Fool-Child (hence the label applied to that post). it is, almost invariably, a time of experimentation and curiosity, tinged with a modicum of naïveté.

The Elder and Unknown was born towards the end of my 22nd year, so for a few weeks out of each year, we are at common points in our respective 22-year cycles. of course, i am already forty now, so in my second tromp through this cycle, i am at eighteen, which is governed by the Moon. currently, The Elder and Unknown is still seventeen, and thus exhibiting her Star qualities until her eighteenth birthday.

while i only find this philosophy an intriguing side-note, ever since she was born, it has been a continual point of consideration for me, if for no other reason than what a fool i was at the point of my life in which she was conceived. i have never, ever regretted The Elder and Unknown, but i have most certainly regretted that i could not be with her and know her and help guide her. i’m not sure i would have been the greatest parent in the whole wide world, but i always wanted the chance to try.

the Moon is, to me, one of the more intriguing archetypes on the cycle of 22. it is a reflective time, and of course, that means introspective. that is what prompted this blog, after all. but i cannot afford to be completely wrapped up in introspection, either. which is kind of funny, because the first time you hit eighteen in the cycle, the way our society is set up, introspection is often one of the farthest things from any eighteen-year-old’s mind. or, okay….at least it was for me.

okay, enough metaphysical stuff. i’ve got to get back to work.

i don’t get as much time as i would like to have with #1 Son and #1 Daughter. and to make it worse, i don’t always spend the time i do have all that well. but they’re good kids.

i thought i’d also start using this space, as i get all our photographs reprocessed and cataloged, to share some with you.

i’m still using an {ancient} javascript popup window thingy that we built for MetaCreations “back in the day”, to show previews. you’ll need to tell your browser to trust popups from this site. once you’ve done that, you can click on an these photos to see larger versions. the previews are pretty large ~ large enough to print, although the formatting may not always be at a normal print aspect ratio.

these are from the Omaha Zoo ~

if i have any regrets, it’s that all my children can’t be together all the time. i think they would be very good for each other.

we have many connections to each other throughout our lives. i’ll explain why this is labeled “the moon” in the next post.