Two new moons in one month…

Sometimes it takes two new moons in one month to get it right…

Visualize.  Work for perfection.  Enjoy.

Countdown to New Moon Saturday

Two days left til the second new moon celebration of the month!!!

One more time…

Democrat. Patriot. Lady.

When I was growing up in the South (1976, the year of the Bicentennial and the year Jimmy Carter was elected), surrounded by Southern aunties named Novella, Ruby, Ore and Pearl and taking “White Gloves and Party Manners” classes at Gayfers department store, this was the woman we were instructed to emulate.

It wasn’t a hard sell.  If you couldn’t be a lady yourself, you were still taught how to appreciate one. 

She defined “Democrat”, “Patriot”, “American” and was most of all, the “First Lady”.  The last one. 

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Greek Bacchanalian Dancing in the Grove

I say this a lot and I’ll say it again: every day in my neighborhood feels like I’m on vacation. 

Nearly every night we take Lyric for a walk through the Grove (a corporate behemoth to some, but we’ve worked around that).  Best time to go is right after the stores close; usually the only people left are Barnes and Noble patrons and the last of the restaurant crowd.  And the fountains, which Lyric likes to stop and throw pennies into.  Ideal. 

Last night we stumbled upon a wonderful surprise at Ulyssess Cafe, this tiny Greek restaurant (with a real Greek musician), right on the cusp of Farmers Market.  We weren’t patrons.  Actually, we were headed for a fountain just beyond when we noticed two incredibly sexy women dancing with each other under the Ulysses Cafe awning. 

Lyric was completely enthralled as the two women nimbly wound their way around the tables and the other patrons.  What struck me was their total absence of self-consciousness.  In the dark, with the waiters clapping and the admiration of a growing audience, the women held hands and kept time.  Even in high-heels, their complicated dance steps were impeccable.  We “parked” Lyric where she could watch them openly, next to the other pedestrians in the Grove who were watching and starting to clap too.  Lyric asked if she could join in their dancing and I wanted to say yes, but felt that we would have been imposing.  I was wrong.  All of the onlookers found the entire scene just as contagious.  Two women turned into four and then diners from other tables entered in.  Literally, at 11pm, in the heart of the Grove, an entire cafe became a trip to Greece.  

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Black Moon Prep: August 30th, Virgo New Moon

Two new moons this month mean powerful opportunities for reconstruction, visualization and initiation.  The second new moon in one month is known as the “black moon”, while the second full moon of the month is the more popular “blue moon”.  

This new moon/black moon is in the sign of Virgo and therefore bodes well for anyone working towards “perfection”. 

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William Blake Tarot: Seven Of Poetry

While doing today’s tarot, I was absolutely delighted to find the Seven Of Poetry as my final outcome.  The Seven Of Poetry can only be found in the William Blake deck and it signifies BOLDNESS. Read the rest of this entry »

In praise of fiction and fiction writers…

“that’s an interesting perspective…”

Salman Rushdie on human beings, the only storytelling animals

It’s Good To Be Nobody. Part Two.

Camille Paglia called her one of the great Decadents.  Most know her as one of the greatest satirical poets of the English language. 

Structure and syntax aside, I like to think of her as the voice of a snotty twelve year old; a very smart, snotty twelve year old.

This is the poem that really nails what it feels like to be “two snotty twelve year olds, taking the piss, on the playground bench”.  Never gets old. 

Thanks, Emily Dickinson. 

“I’m nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there’s a pair of us – don’t tell!
They’d banish us, you know!

How dreary to be somebody!
How public like a frog
To tell one’s name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!”

Tagged. The 12 Movie Meme. Metaphysics, Misfits and Morality.

I was “tagged” last week by Christian Divine to continue on with The 12 Movie Meme started by Lazy Eye Theatre.

Basically, in honor of the wonderful New Beverly Cinema, you chose a theme and 12 films for six nights of programming.

“Well,” she said (visions of Witches and Revolutionaries on film dancing in her head), ”this is my specialty!!!”. 

So my program is ”Metaphysics, Misfits and Morality”: films that focus on the passions and persecutions of the misfits and the metaphysical, by the mundanely moral. 

MONDAY-TUESDAY: TEMPTRESS

A FOOL THERE WAS (1915)

BELL, BOOK AND CANDLE (1958.)

WEDS-THURSDAY: SOLITARIES

BEDKNOBS & BROOMSTICKS (1971)

CHOCOLAT (2000)

FRIDAY-SATURDAY: PAGAN

THE WICKER MAN (1973)

LA MOINE ET LA SORCIERE (1987)

SUNDAY-MONDAY: HERESY

WITCHFINDER GENERAL/CONQUEROR WORM (1968.)

THE DEVILS (1971)

TUESDAY-WEDS: HUNTED/EXPLOITED

ESCAPE TO WITCH MOUNTAIN (1975)

HEARTS IN ATLANTIS (2001)

THURSDAY-FRIDAY: HYSTERIA

HAXAN (1922)

SAINT JOAN (1957)

I don’t have anyone to tag – all the people I would tag have already posted their picks!  It was a fun exercise nonetheless.  I realized how scarce sophisticated films about Pagans and Witches really are.  Why is that?

Friendly Full Moon/Food Porn Reminder

FULL MOON THIS SATURDAY!!!!

THIS IS THE FABLED “FOOD PORN” MOON

PROCURE LOTS OF CHOCOLATE AND COMPANY THIS WEEKEND (AND RELAX – I’M NOT ADVOCATING THIS MUCH CHOCOLATE EVERY DAY, OR EVEN EVERY WEEK – JUST ONCE IN A FULL MOON…)

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The Killing of the Unicorn

August 14, 1980: Canadian pimp, Paul Snider murders his wife, actress Dorothy Stratten before killing himself. 

Stratten’s last moments were of torture and disfigurement through violent sodomy.  An autopsy revealed that Stratten’s left index fingertip had been shot off.  So it was apparent that the last gesture Dorothy attempted was to shield her face.

A vivacious Dorothy speaking to Johnny Carson.  A bit eerie, now, to hear Dorothy’s references to Snider:

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Sera Style

“That was a red light.  I walk.  You stop.”

It’s good to be nobody. Part One.

 

Look ahead as we fast try and focus on it
I won’t be fooled by a cheap cinematic trick
It must have been just a cardboard cut out of a man
Top forty cast off from the record stand

Walking in LA
Walking in LA
Nobody walks in LA
Walking in LA
Walking in LA
Nobody walks in LA

I don’t know could have been a lame jogger maybe
or someone just about to do the freeway strangler baby
Shopping cart pusher or maybe someone groovy
One things for sure he isn’t starring in a movie coz he’s

Walking in LA
Walking in LA
Nobody walks in LA
Walking in LA
Walking in LA
Nobody walks in LA

You won’t see a cop walking on the beat
You only see him driving cars on the street
You won’t see a kid walking home from school
Their mothers pick them up in a car pool

Walking in LA
Walking in LA
Nobody walks in LA
Walking in LA
Walking in LA
Nobody walks in LA

Could it be that the smog’s playing tricks on my eyes
Or it’s a rollerskater in some kind of headphone disguise
Maybe somebody who just ran out of gas
Making his way back to the pumps the best way he can

Walking in LA
Walking in LA
Nobody walks in LA
Walking in LA
Walking in LA
Nobody walks in LA

Sense and Sensibility

Average cost of a woman’s haircut in Los Angeles: $60 and up.

Trip to the hair salon for shampoo, cut, color and blowdry:

  • Shampoo – $10, tip attendant $5
  • Cut – $60
  • Color – $40
  • Blowdry – $10
  • Tip Stylist 20%: $25
  • Products to maintain look: $30
  • Pay for parking: $5

Grand total: $185

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Average cost of bohemian enjoying the fall of 2008: $20 and up

Trip to Hollywood Boulevard – spot girl with good haircut – ask who her stylist is.  Go see Mary, said girl’s stylist before registering online for autumn enrichment classes:

  • Haircut: $15
  • Tip: $5
  • No blowdry, no color, no product: $0.00
  • Haircolor at beauty supply store: $5
  • Physics class: $100
  • Art class: $60

Grand total: $185

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Cost of fall fashion sense: $185

Cost of art and physics sensibility (and being reasonably tidy for fall): $185

Sense?  Or sensibility?

She sweeps with many colored brooms…

.
She sweeps with many-colored brooms,
And leaves the shreds behind;
Oh, housewife in the evening west,
Come back, and dust the pond!
.

You dropped a purple ravelling in,
You dropped an amber thread;


And now you’ve littered all the East
With duds of emerald!

And still she plies her spotted brooms,
And still the aprons fly,
Till brooms fade softly into stars

And then I come away.

(poem by Emily Dickinson; images: FreeDigitalPhotos.net)

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