cymry: (just an object)
from Free Will Astrology:

Gemini (May 21-June 20)
The coming year will be a good time for you to consider investigating the Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster. Devotees of this religion call themselves Pastafarians. Their main dogma is the wisdom of rejecting all dogma. Having such a light-hearted approach to spiritual matters would be quite healthy for you to experiment with. For extra credit, you could draw inspiration from a church member named Niko Alm. He convinced authorities to allow him to wear a pasta strainer on his head for his driver's license photo. Having a jaunty approach to official requirements and formal necessities will also serve you well.


oh yes. Light-hearted sounds like a good goal.
cymry: (writing)
the concept: poetry, winding throughout the Web, a tribute to Brighid, goddess of inspiration and creativity. what a wonderful way to celebrate the (eventual, if you live in Montreal) coming of Spring. post your favorite poem, whether it's something you wrote or something you feel speaks to you, and help us weave beauty throughout cyberspace.
(you can find the original invitation here)

and so, i give you my offering - not a poem but lyrics to a song that reads like a poem:

Ghost - Indigo Girls

There's a letter on the desktop
That I dug out of a drawer
The last truce we ever came to
In our adolescent war
And I start to feel the fever
From the warm air through the screen
You come regular like seasons
Shadowing my dreams

And the Mississippi's mighty
But it starts in Minnesota
At a place that you could walk across
With five steps down
And I guess that's how you started
Like a pinprick to my heart
But at this point you rush right through me
And I start to drown

And there's not enough room
In this world for my pain
Signals cross and love gets lost
And time passed makes it plain
Of all my demon spirits
I need you the most
I'm in love with your ghost
I'm in love with your ghost

Dark and dangerous like a secret
That gets whispered in a hush
When I wake the things I dreamt about you
Last night make me blush
And you kiss me like a lover
Then you sting me like a viper
I will follow to the river
Play your memory like the piper

And I feel it like a sickness
How this love is killing me
I'd walk into the fingers
Of your fire willingly
And dance the edge of sanity
I've never been this close
In love with your ghost

Unknowing captor
You never know how much you
Pierce my spirit
But I can't touch you
Can you hear it
A cry to be free
Oh I'm forever under lock and key
As you pass through me

Now I see your face before me
I would launch a thousand ships
To bring your heart back to my island
As the sand beneath me slips
As I burn up in your presence
And I know now how it feels
To be weakened like Achilles
With you always at my heels

My bitter pill to swallow
Is the silence that I keep
It poisons me, I can't swim free
The river is too deep
Though I'm baptized by your touch
I am no worse than most
In love with your ghost
cymry: (Default)
okay, we've known this one for years:

Capricorn: (Dec. 22 - Jan. 19)
Your religion was almost right: Those you vanquished in life are waiting for you in death, but not to serve you.

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