Merry Christmas

 

Reproduction ? A womans greatest hat trick is that she will reproduce even when she doesnt want to. If a she doesnt, then this will not be of her own choice, but due to other factors as she will if possible sell herself out to the act finally. This is pure genius as her higher self takes over from the lower self resulting in harmony anf the continuation of the human race. Her feelings are trumped by nature, and she doesnt even bat an eye lid in response. What a hero ? A bit like the virgin Mary ?? The need to reproduce comes from above her pay grade. And some say its repressive ? Naaah

In On The Act

Well advertisers are using the Christmas full moon to full affect in their adverts. In fact they are aligning themselves with the waxing moon. Its a clever trick, even if it is the basics of a magical stance. Also being used is the seasonal favourite colour purple...again. To be associated again with an image of quality, trust and regal images will do " them " no harm at all. Sometimes mystical things can turn up in the most mundane subjects or mediums.

Right where anyone who cared to look could see...

We have had terrible floods in Cumbria this weekend, so I decided to take a short walk after the rain had stopped to look at a river, or rather a water fall that ive been familiar with all my life. It is in a small pine wood, and on entering it I sensed all seemed to have a total lack of atmosphere, in fact a sterile feel was in the air. Ive known this little wood all my life and it felt as if nothing was left of its history to me...
   Soon I came across an alarming site. A small group of very conventionally dressed men and women and children all singing a haunting melody at the waterfall i'd come to see. There was no audience watching, and the roar of the water was quite loud, so too who or what were they singing ? The tune could have been a folk or pagan, or maybe possibly a hymn, but not one id heard before.
    This river is a small one, and far from a town. It is a remote and rather hidden place that many pass by. The water had receded this afternoon, so it was not a prayer to spare people the flood as it was was way too late for that.
  I just kept walking, then turned around after a few minutes to return home and once more pass them. As I went past they had obviously finished ( nice timing ) and followed me out onto the road again. Ive no idea why they were there or why they were singing by the flooded river, but I don't doubt that there is a connection between water and there little performance in the woods.