part earth and sea…

cosmicpychic-comEverybody has a little bit of the sun and moon in them. Everybody has a little bit of man, woman, and animal in them. Darks and lights in them. Everyone is part of a connected cosmic system. Part earth and sea, wind and fire, with some salt and dust swimming in them. We have a universe within ourselves that mimics the universe outside. None of us are just black or white, or never wrong and always right. No one. No one exists without polarities. Everybody has good and bad forces working with them, against them, and within them.

Excerpt: Part Sun and Moon, Suzy Kassem
Image: cosmic psychic

Listening to:  Dishwalla, Angels & Demons

The Angels they burn inside for us
And are we ever, are we ever gonna learn to fly
The devils they burn inside of us
And are we ever gonna come back down, come around
I’m always gonna worry about the things that could break us

If I were to give in and give it up and then
Take a breath, make it deep ’cause it might be the last one you get
Be the last one that could make us cold, it could make us cold

I’m always gonna worry about the things that could make us cold…

Halloween Countdown Day 3

cityragflyMonsters come in all shapes and sizes, Some of them are things people are scared of. Some of them are things that look like things people used to be scared of a long time ago. Sometimes monsters are things people should be scared of, but they aren’t…

Source: Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane

Photo: City Rag

Inky’s Thoughts: The above photo is of a vintage Halloween costume.  Impressive, rather frightening, and goosebumpingly creepy.  I found the photo at City Rag among their vintage photo collection of past Halloween costumes.  I can honestly say that many of the photos have a nightmarish quality, evoking uncomfortable squirming, and furtive glances to the darkness beyond the open window, and behind me in the room.  The only illumination the weak light of the monitor.

It wouldn’t be so bad, if the cat didn’t stare unflinchingly out the window, ears straight and taunt in the quiet.  I’m listening but all I hear is the steady drip of drizzling rain, the low howl of the neighbor’s dog across the meadow, and the deep breaths of the cat.  Hmmm lights, I need lights…

I’ll be right back…