I was thinking right before falling asleep, around 11 pm, closer to midnight...

that all the kings men were somewhere right then writing to their sweethearts,

a love sonnet, including a special kiss, from vibrations sent! 

I think back to other Easters, always having a new hat was a tradition.  Lots of prayer and reflection, and the holiday nature to a whole week, religious made it even better.  Once I went to Taos and Trinidad with my Mom and young daughter.  It was an experience in driving, going over a mountain pass in a blizzard but we made it and hit the hottub for a relaxing soak.  The stress of a million years floated off me.  Went to mass early morning and the Spanish influence was evident.  It seemed there was an evoluion to the trip, my own.  Now as I remember the circumstances, I am cleansed, purified again.  Hope you, reader, are also. 

Big day coming!

My synopsis, logline and presentation are ready.

Good day for a BLUE MOMENT....

Sil and the gang are ready, flying high.

Next step, a BLOCKBUSTER.

Byline Magdalene Magazine reports on the news....such as today is Martin Luther King Day.  We celebrate progress in civil rights, human rights and equal opportunity.  We not only report but also participate.  Taking the case to the Supreme Court was one activity, on water unconscious processes coming to the present.  Making the Rock film on the analyst thriller is another.  Psychology can be so suspenseful!

It's not only the holidays it is the month of the Winter Solstice.  Much of what we celebrate comes from many ceremonies across faiths that have to do with the beginning of winter, and that special dynamic in our minds; such as creating light where the sun is remiss.

The blog posts we do are more of an art form than any other description we have.  It is science yes but the overall reaching working definition is as art!

I am in the midst of writing a Treatment for the Rock Trilogy Screenplay.  It is going very well.  I plan on 10 pages and have almost half of it done.  It seems to be building on depth, now!  Or I am growing as a writer.  I often write about how I started this screenplay but how it will end is two more treatments to make three.  Homage to Venus the special number three.

I still have to elevate it seems, maybe my heart feels anew.  I have moved back to the mountains and the air is good for my soul.  I miss Oklahoma for its Venus qualities...

Hot, hot, and more hot.

I look forward to two years when I won't have a limp, so much.  Or the effort will be matched to my goals, more so!

The Muse is definitely alive, I walk all over, reminds me of early walkabout, a marathon.  The Crowd cheers.

How do things connect?  Verily, he said, the monster to the regular guy.  And reality may really only be an illusion or at the very least a less than perfect ideal.  What is represented is according to the theory of literary science, a rendition to supplant a version that keeps things in control, not, at their best.  How can we accept this now that the 21st century is in our grasp?  We must know that all the wave, theory, experiments and confirmation tells us that only the best version of an inquiry gets noticed or addressed.