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Thursday, July 05, 2007
Fire Flowers
Sort of a sad Independence Day considering the bitter reality of the news: Executive Privilege abuse, US Attorney scandal, endless war and a Constitutional crisis...seems the only one really celebrating freedom is Scooter. Still, I like to see fireworks, experience fireworks. I thought we'd miss them this year since we are so crazy busy working to get launched up north to Oregon Country Fair but last night we were in the right place at the right time. On Highway 12 cruising past the Fairgrounds. The traffic slowed to a crawl and eventually stalled completely as everyone abandoned the flow to just ogle. Kinda cool. Tough luck if you were actually in a hurry to get somewhere, like the guy who was yelling curses at everyone afterward. Pretty spectacular.
I'm an inward looking, mind altered, guitar picking, altar building, intuitive, sensualist, dreamer, painter, writer, mother, mate and all around shy being intent on changing the world by starting within and reaching out. I'm looking for you, others of my ilk, so if you feel kin to or piqued by anything here, please chime in.
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