Virginia Woolf, Orlando
"Out of the strong came forth sweetness."
"What shall I do, by nature or trade
a singing creature (like a wire--sunburn--Siberia!)
as I go over the bridge of my enchanted
visions, that cannot be weighed, in a
world that deals only in weight and measures?"
Pisces Sun, Scorpio rising. I am discovering that I am a fairly physical person and I enjoy being active--if only to balance out the deluge of mental/psychic activity that goes on in my brain. High energy, high emotions, otherwise I just quake: so what I like is to knead bread, walk briskly, walk in the wind, get snagged by branches, step in mud puddles, get scratches, dirt and ink stains on my fingers, dive and swim, climb, get too close to fires, stir embers with my foot, slam myself into things, rest not on chairs but floors or bare ground. Sound in words trumps meaning and I am no grammar Nazi. I like to travel--over land, by car, train, bike or over sea, but airplanes scare the shit out of me. I want to go to far off, obscure places some day--like the Caucasus or Yemen or Labrador. It is my goal to learn how to sail in the near future. I'm like a crow coming down on something glistening--bones, jewels, Rhinegold--ritually adorned and scented--feathered and tassled. Anarchist leanings, but I'm not really interested in politics or media spectacle--are trash and get thrown away--I am, however, deeply concerned with the world, the state of our lives, the lives of others, the life of the earth and alternate ways to attend to these.