18 June 2009

watch it burn.

last night i got paid to (try to) eat a strawberry seductively and have a woman lick chocolate body paint off of my arm in front of 40 people. i tried to channel my leo rising, which mostly worked, but i still giggled awkwardly and blushed a little at first because no matter what, that's what i do. otherwise, i think i did a damn good job. everything is a learning experience.

i have so many, many things inside of me. maybe that's why the other night i dreamed that asha had grown to be the size of a gigantic hermit crab. gigantic. i feel like my dreams about asha are just manifestations of myself. it's always been true in the past.

my stranger horoscope says:

in honor of the karmic clean-up phase of your astrological cycle, i invite you to do the following exercise: imagine a pit in the middle of a desert that holds everything you've ever used up, spoiled, and outgrown. your old furniture is here, along with stuff like once-favorite clothes, cds, and empty boxes of your favorite cereal. but this garbage dump also contains subtler trash, like photos that capture cherished dreams you gave up on, mementos from failed relationships, and symbols of defunct beliefs and self-images you used to cling to. everything that is dead to you is gathered here. got that vision in your mind's eye? now picture yourself dousing the big heap of stuff with gasoline and setting it on fire. watch it burn.


i usually don't find my free will horoscope that relevant, but it was screaming at me this week, so i carefully ripped it out and hung it on my wall. yesterday i was eating macaroni and cheese at fremont coffee and flipping through a copy of the stranger...when i came to the astrology page, the same horoscope was ripped out. nothing else. some cancer somewhere else is fremont feels similarly caught up in the past...i wonder if s/he is having as much trouble with letting go of that shit as i am. i've piled it up. it's really hard to set it on fire.

anyway, enough emotional blah blah. the question now is...to naked bike, or not to naked bike?

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