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🌕 🍓⚖️ Fool's Moon In Sonoma California 🌕 🍓⚖️
Episode 12
Monday, 15 September, 2025
Fool’s MoonThe Fool’s Full Moon,hangs lazily in the sky,no Tarot in this House of Cards just a spacey Kevin Spacey,a bunch of black hats & white lies & a overly high Robin Wright,I am in a small town,somewhere in Sonoma California,sipping strawberry juice no straw nor hay only strawberries,forgot my way must have some sort of instinctual amnesia,but at least I still have my intellectual property rights,as the elders rock on a porch pass the torch get weak & die,the next generation comes along assumes the positions,& gets ready for the fight of their lives,I’m flying high leading the whole flock to paradise,so don’t ruffle my feathers scarecrow,while I’m trying to balance my Libra scales,with black & white vibes as I dine on dark & light ends meat,a balanced diet of crypto whales & zebra tails,how conscious can one honestly get,before one realizes that it’s all nonsense amongst the rising tides,this is completely chaotic this is chaos,we are a lost tribe we can run but we can’t hide,& why would we want to hide anyways,when the moon is full & the vibe is right,& our thoughts begin to lull,& all of the sounds that surround us begin to sound like lullabies,& you find yourself in a small town,ABC 172 ∆with what you earned like David Byrne within your lifetime,conversing in first person with other Talking Heads & you realize,that your entire life was just one long moment of your own lifetime,& that what you lived literally only happens Once In A Lifetime,“Letting the days go by, let the water hold me down,letting the days go by, water flowing underground,into the blue again, after the money's gone,once in a lifetime, water flowing underground.”,& when you find yourself,at that exact time in that small town & it all starts to feel the same,it is then that you will find,those strangers around you don’t seem so strange,you will find we all share some of the same things,you will find the waitress is not just a waitress,she is a human being being human just as much as you are,& you are her & she is you & we are them & they are us,& she’s in service & she answers because you called,she comes to take your order,even though she already knows you’ll have your usual,fresh squeezed strawberry juice & a hamburger,every question eventually gets its answer,call & response like a wolf on a full moon,we are here only for a moment,then we’re gone way too soon,The Fool’s Full Moon,hangs lazily in the sky,no Tarot in this House of Cards just a spacey Kevin Spacey,a bunch of black hats & white lies & a overly high Robin Wright,ABC 173 ∆right nowI am in a small town,somewhere in Sonoma California,sipping strawberry juice no straw nor hay only strawberries,forgot my way must have some sore of instinctual amnesia,but at least I still have my intellectual property rights,as the elders rock on a porch pass the torch get weak & die,the next generation comes along assumes the positions,& gets ready for the fight of their lives…∆ LaLux ∆
