Posted by: Amber on: June 17, 2008
Tonight the moon was really friendly, we chatted for a bit and then after much discussion and begging he agreed to pose for me…
The Spirit of the Moon witnesses the wars, hugs the stars, loves unconditionally and shines through the night basking in the day…
The Spirit of the Moon lies within each and every one of us…
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… perhaps it is just an alien *shrug* who knows
I’ve lost my mind, it is no where to be seen
I looked up to the sky and he said
I asked the moon if he wanted more wine his answer was to be
… alas I have not had any wine it is he who has been drinking it
… how silly is it when someone gets so excited about writing in moon ink? Can someone please donate a straight jacket? Please?
P.S. He says you’re a
(just not very good at drawing them just yet)
Straightjacket?
I think it is the alien called P’hoto}hop, who also left his/her/its calling card in a field in England
Mr Reed seems to know an awful lot about the Aliens’ intentions. I wonder where he was during the night, and did he have some string and a plank of wood with him?
Now do “Pi”
Quick Q… how come these “spaceships” always land in fields and nothing gets squashed. Is it because they suck the sheep up into the ship for testing or is it because there is some space law that says it must always land in a “maize” field?
I think you have flown the proverbial starship right through the argument!
Girlfriend. This is an amazing post. If this post doesn’t cheer the spirit, than I’m afraid the spirit will have to wait for the next full moon. Thanks for being so damn luni! Peace, Light and Love, CordieB.
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June 17, 2008 at 7:19 pm
That’s no alien……you just know how to find him, and have him enjoy having his picture taken, in all its mystical glory………another work of art, my dear!