Oh That Big Ol' Round Shiny Fat Daddy Sun in Cancer.
Rock me baby. In the Key of G.
Baby .............
What's the matter now?
Are you hungry??
It's only been an hour.
Why aren't you satisfied???????
What's it gonna take, to stop all that cryin
Oh yeah ........ ? ....... ? ............. ?
All that cryin.
I'm gonna stick with you
I'm with you through and through
I'm gonna love you then, just like I love you now
Yes, I do.
Rock me on out in the key of G........
Baby .............
What's the matter now?
Are you hungry??
It's only been an hour.
Why aren't you satisfied???????
What's it gonna take, to stop all that cryin
Oh yeah ........ ? ....... ? ............. ?
All that cryin.
I'm gonna stick with you
I'm with you through and through
I'm gonna love you then, just like I love you now
Yes, I do.
Rock me on out in the key of G........
posted by jm at 3:24 PM
103 Comments:
Hej cherie,
I'd buy you a rootbeer float and some cheetos.
I'll take the cheetos.
I'm a sucker.
K.
conversation to go with those cheesy things?
CONVERSATION?????????
Is that English?
The stickinist stickiest wickinnest Wickyness I've ever been in up until now.
Jesus God.
A sticky wicket i understand to mean "not good"
would the cool shadows of jazzrapp cafe be preferable?
I have all the time in the world.
Me. You. It. Him. Her. Them.
The whole thing. Jesus god.
Not good, she asks ????
Not good???
What kind of question is that?
As far as the cool shadows of Jazzrap go, they travel very very far.
As I've said. I can't explain it. I'm at a loss. Would you like me to continue?
The stickinist stickiest wickinnest Wickyness I've ever been in up until now.
wondering at your meaning is all.
Yes, continue, i am listening
here?
or there?
Earth to JM.
JM to tseka.
Yes. Ceerrrracckkkkkk! Yes! I think we have a connection.
The question concerns the stickiest wicket.
I think this explains it better than I could myself.
Me. You. It. Him. Her. Them.
And yeah, Btw. Would someone please turn off the goddamned comment tabulator so's we can all have a day off around here! Jesus God! Man and his numbers!
Comment tally vous?
Everybody loves everybody!
Nothin' to be afraid of.
Actually everyone does not love everbody.
I was informed earlier that i an some kind of terrible.
But someone else came along and thanked me for my heart.
I do not know what is going on for you but this i do know, i thank you for your heart, you have helped me in the past few months beyond measure.
I would return this favor if it were in my power.
It's Cancer time, tseka. This is it. Home. You. Uranus in Cancer. It hurts. Cancer. This is not the grand healer of all times. That's another thing. This is the Cancer "soothe the hurt and get to the next moment." Hurt feelings. Cancer. Try being one. Or worse. A Moon. The boo boos.
It is completely within your power to return the favor. Absolutely.
We hurt others and we get hurt. That's it. We go on. Forgiveness is the Cancer characteristic unique to her. There are reasons for this. We'll delve when we want to.
Every day is a universe into itself. We do a trillion things wrong, some of them big. Everyone. And everyone pays. And everyone gets rewarded for the good acts.
It doesn't really matter. Not really. It works itself out as it goes. And back in. Amazing truth. You can count on it.
And guilt? We have to live with it. Each one has her own and if you've noticed, circumstance doesn't seem to alter this. It won't vanish and it won't keep you from joy. It's just there.
so I just say, take another breath and another step.
Yes the sun is conjunct my uranus today.
I have done something to wound you? This would be unintentional - disappoint you? I am very less than perfect. Very.
It is completely within your power to return the favor. Absolutely.
tell me more?
It won't vanish and it won't keep you from joy. It's just there
Ja, true, the big wounds never go away, when the wind blows just right they ache terribly. We live with them. And some of us are lucky, we are aware of them and still find joy. Most suppress.
Oh my.
Place them in boxes.
hmmmm
Dust motes swimming in the dark
Light in boxes from above
An arc forms from the ceiling where
Melodies fall
Colors spill
The audience is encircled
The dust hums in the key of G I sing. jm
My wounds are inconsequential. I'm a Cancer. I know how to take care of them.
This is how you've repayed me.
There is no one capable of creating anything close to real music but Cancer. Music comes from the primordial beat of life, and at birth, we are instinctively rocked back and forth. We have to be. Cancers are meant to rock people in this comfort. The other is passing time. Fill in the blanks.
At this incredible moment of reckoning in my life, today, I have realised again what a great thing this is. Music. And I credit you with being part of this re-awakening.
So thank you.
I can't be bothered with all this who did what to whom business. I don't have that much time left on earth and I am ambitious. You'd better believe it. It trips me up, this tally of right and wrong. Everyone knows himself. It's not up to me to say.
And OMG. That beautiful poem of mine.
Today in the last moments of my Saturn Return I came to an understanding.
I am a musician and I will do my job to the best of my abilities. The path is clear. What I didn't realize until this moment is that the creative work is already largely done. I just have to sing and play it out. Do the rest of the job. Complete circle. As is. Simple. NO BIG DEAL.
And if you have a trillion dollar CD offer, well, I
Yes, beautiful poem, as your songs are for me.
I do not have a musical ear. But your words sink deep into me sing with my bloods rhythm.
BTW i am having problems loading blogger...it is very slow....our conversations might be a bit jagged...& that's OK.
What I didn't realize until this moment is that the creative work is already largely done. I just have to sing and play it out. Do the rest of the job. Complete circle. As is. Simple. NO BIG DEAL.
indeed
excellent!!!
And if you have a trillion dollar CD offer, well, I
Ha HA as the saying goes i don't have a pot to pee in...
wish i did. There are so many of great talent i would love to give money away to support their projects. I'd make a better Peggy Guggenheim.
Jagged conversations? Of course. Fractured dialogues. Tangents galore and time.
I've got three pots to pee in and that's about It!!!!!!
Hallelujah!!!!! Help me out!
Peggy Guggenheim!!!
HA HA HA!! What a name! What a mencsh.
Ah the blessings of Uranus..
Jesus, man. What have I been doing?
Uranus. Do you have a minute?
Pluto is opposite mine at the moment. Not that that means anything at all.
And for all you cockamamie astrologers out there who think the outer planet transits aren't important personally! Think again! Clearly this time.
Holy! Wait a minute! Isn't something terrible happening or just about to happen. Yes. I believe it is. Holy!!
A new adventure.
Just wait till I tell you all. Trouble is nothing but a thing called bad. We've all seen it. We all know it. Come in life.
Exactly, tseka. A new adventure.
The cats were complaining so i filled up their dinner dish.
Decided to build a little salad, hmm olives look good too...made me smile, thinking of acousticgod the olive brine drinking musician.
jesus god. Why not join with.
And please disregard my christian references if they seem excessive. I like all the names beginning with J.
made me smile, thinking of acousticgod the olive brine drinking musician.
Goergeous. simply gorgeous. I do love words.
MORE THAN I LOVE YOU EVEN!!!!
Where will I find the strength to do what I need to do?? The road ahead.
Help me Lord!
I'm bankin' on Pluto to my Mars. Big time. Strength come in. I want you buddy.
Why not join with.
join with the group?
access denied
Join with the circus
hmmm
join with the kindred
ohh
been searching for the circle for a while...seems to be magically forming can almost make it out...maybe...
Where will I find the strength to do what I need to do?? The road ahead.
This is a big question JM.
RC and i are seeking some answer that is different than the one we have been using for years. We have stamina and grit and some confidence. But after a period of sliding like a rock across ice and smacking into the snowdrift we each of us is thinking that some modification is necessary. Collaboration. Not easy for individuals.
What we did not notice is how much more difficult success separate from the group is. It dawns on us that in small and large ways the group rewards and helps its own. I look to see that model of success. Very subtle sometimes.
I look at my friends and see an amazing body of talent and skills. How do we put it together? Everything is there just the formatting needs some help.
Join with life. That's all you gotta do.
How do we put it together? Everything is there just the formatting needs some help.
Your job. Aquarius Rising. You're already linked to the mechanism.
Strength comes from genuine enthusiasm, something we two are not particularly deficient in. It will be there.
The group is sum total of whoever is in your orbit at the time. Not complicated. Don't like 'em? Well.
Nowhere is it stated that we are in bondage to anyone. Our free choice is the most magnificent trait we humans have. Maybe the animals have it too. I bet they do.
I have completely, totally, absolutely reached my limit.
This ridiculous search for the Truth.
You tell me the truth. Anyone. Just once. and I might resume the quest.
Ja we seem to have all the puzzle parts, just arrange them.
Are you kidding?
Your job. Aquarius Rising. You're already linked to the mechanism.
MY job? excuse me while i squirm.
Yes ma'am. Group coordinator. That's why we need music. To calm the squirm.
I don't believe in TRUTH. Truth always appears to be multifaceted like a diamond.
Integrity, now that is something else.
You're damn lucky you didn't pick Aries.
Maybe i can enlist my mother, she has great managerial skills.
Well, then now we can really begin our conversation. Don't believe in truth? How could you?
What can i say must be that jupiter in Aries in my first house, that makes me say these things.
Mommy!!!!!!!!!!!
Managerial skills are honey in the rock. Yes, enlist Mom. Plus with a flexible Gemini mind she is a great great asset.
Rhea
never
mommy
as you can see mythically.
No I mean, how could anyone believe in the truth? Logically. It's the perfect premise to begin with in conversation.
Not to mention Saturn | Moon in the GC
She connects in ways to the collective that i cannot even dream of.
Ah yes that makes much more sense.
OK. Well, let the conversation resume.
Integrity is a misunderstood word. It means whole. It doesn't necessarily mean good. I think this is one our big big problems.
That the wholeness of ourselves HAS to be good. Not so. Integrity is the just the unification of disparate selves. We need to learn acceptance of the multifaceted nature of it all, politically speaking, if we want better societies.
I've got plenty of integrity. But I'm bad. mean as can be sometimes.
Ah yes that makes much more sense.
OK. Well, let the conversation resume.
LOL! I love you! Perfect air. Aquarius anyone?
Not to mention Saturn | Moon in the GC
She connects in ways to the collective that i cannot even dream of.
Don't even dream. Oi.
I still love it, the good and the bad. I am different, i guess, i see this as the complementary parts. We accept them, heal. Just as we said earlier the wounds do not disppear but we find joy.
Integrity is not ignoring the multifaceted diamond which is truth perhaps?
Calling Kadimiros, our wizard would have better words.
No she does not dream but then if you are daughter of Uranus and wife of Chronos etc maybe your dreams are of something beyond this human perception?
Nope. Humans are fully capable of perceiving it. My opinion. Written in stone.
There's no beyond about it. Ancient whatevers. It's all heresay. Our minds are beyond or just within comprehension, really!
I just can't believe it all. Here we are, these magnificent human machines with unbridled minds. What are we waiting for??
A dictator, perhaps? Any dictators available?
Gee willikers? Am I entirely alone out here?
I will repeat, the 4th of July is one holiday I make it a certainty to celebrate. We all have our favorites.
Our minds are beyond or just within comprehension, really!
It has always puzzled me as well that she cannot perceive the dreams.
I recognize that some, maybe most have a shield around themselves.
Maybe this is the copper-lined box?
And safety? Are you crazy? You all did it. Y'all were born.
Of course. She doesn't need the dreams. Your mother's life has been unusual. A mythological dimension.
I've always found it very curious that the US birthday coincides with The Star Sirius.
This is enormous in my mind the absolute power of this, lokibrenna, the brand, the fire of the rebel. Some say chaos. Just part of the whole. The stimulus.
look. It's one thing to have the family events she's had that are more than most. It's another thing to have you there to share the magnitude of it all. That's the really unusual part.
I can't tell anything. I'm just a simple astrologer. very simple. I can connect a person with a chart and beyond that, I'm at the loss I mentioned before. And getting more disconnected by the minute.
As I mentioned on a previous thread, power is overrated. It's all connected and will be whether we single out any factor or not.
Sometimes i think it is not about safety and protection of the "self" at all, that people stay inside. Rather, it occurs to me, it is a protection of the rest.
I am always humbled, and astonished that the bobcats, and Ravens and a bee let me into their circle. They all are in communion with each other it is us who is locked outside.
What do you think. What do your spiders tell you?
Now.
The search for some far reaching mystical, mythological answer to the current puzzle, will probably not work. But some people love this adventure. It fries my brains, when the answer is right there plain as day, but I certainly do see the magical element it can add.
My spiders!!!! They are the most adorable, generous, curious, fun loving creatures I know. The ones in my house anyway. They let me completely demolish their 20 year basement habitat and seem to carry no resentment whatsoever.
So they haven't locked me out. But of course, I'm honored to be invited into the inner sanctum. We do get along.
Shadows are growing long and it is still 110. The drain of the heat. There really is no recovery for months. Are you cool where you are? With your ash who pushes in your front door?
I have an ash at my front door as well. She is a giant. Is yours a Mountain Ash with orange berries?
Protection works as a detail in our lives, but the feeling of being exposed to the elements never goes away.
No, actually, the heat finally got me. I am indeed, hot.
However, in the desert, the nights brings cool, and I look forward to that. The maple in the back by my bed. The baby.
Yes a Mountain Ash with something I can't quite describe. It has grown so much in the last 6 years, So very very much.
The cool is descending.
Aaaaahhh.
That Fat Daddy Sun sure gets hot.
The nights are no longer cool here, just less hot.
But still i love to float in the ocean of the winter zodiac as it passes overhead. The milky way never fails to carry me to heaven.
The nights are no longer cool here, just less hot.
Heheh. Thank god for relatives.
Yes. the Milky way. What a name. What a place.
Going to see the fireworks?
Nothing much here.
On the Rez they would shoot these amazing beauties over the water. No ambient light to distract. Just reflection upon reflection of stardust. A celebration in the dark cedars.
I'm missing home tonight. Must be the cancer?
See the fireworks? Depends. If they're going off in front way over yonder, I might take a peek. But the Ash will probably obstruct the view. And I'm not traveling today.
Hear them I will.
We're all missing home.
But. I've always been told that I am home with myself as a person, so I might as well take advantage of the opportunity.
Why not?
Yes you are home in yourself.
But i do hear the comfort of the Himalayas still...
It is getting dark out here, until i get my cable for my laptop i'm using the graphics box, time to close for the night.
Thanks for the rootbeer break. Nice after a hot day to sit in the long shadows of the cafe.
Speaking of, i left a little something there...for the joker in your song.
Goodnight jm.
I'm headed over.
Good night, tseka.
Happy 4th.
You bet! My uranian self prefers happpy independence day!1
Exactly why it's my favorite holiday. And the cosmic irony of it all. Cancer? Independence?
Makes me smile.
My god in heaven. I made it through another Fourth.
Thank you life.
I love you two
{{{ragin' uni}}} what chrispito said.
~~sige
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