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moon phases

Started this before change to "New Blogger", as backup in case of trouble with digiphoto blog "In a Small Dark Room", or rants & links blog "Hello Cruel World" . Useful - at one stage Dark Room was there, but like the astrophysical Dark Matter, we could't see it ... better now, but kept Just In Case.

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There is nothing. There is no God and no universe, there is only empty space, and in it a lost and homeless and wandering and companionless and indestructible Thought. And I am that thought. And God, and the Universe, and Time, and Life, and Death, and Joy and Sorrow and Pain only a grotesque and brutal dream, evolved from the frantic imagination of that same Thought.
Mark Twain (letter to Joseph Twichell after his wife's death)
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For Easter  
Opening Words
    I believe the earth
    exists, and
    in each minim mote
    of its dust the holy
    glow of thy candle.
    unknown I know,
    thou spirit,
    lover of making, of the
    wrought letter,
    wrought flower,
    iron, deed, dream.
    Dust of the earth,
    help thou my
    unbelief. Drift
    gray become gold, in the beam of
    vision. I believe with
    doubt. I doubt and
    interrupt my doubt with belief. Be,
    beloved, threatened world.
    Each minim
    Not the poisonous
    luminescence forced
    out of its privacy,
    The sacred lock of its cell
    broken. No,
    the ordinary glow
    of common dust in ancient sunlight.
    Be, that I may believe. Amen.

    Denise Levertov
Easter has come to have associations of death & disease for me.

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