I find it so much easier to be creatively free at night. Daytime is for sleeping. Nighttime is the best time for making art. The later at night it gets the further into another world you go.
in the astrology story a fireball explodes from the sky in a scarlet pinata the world awakens and the cosmic child named aries prepares to conquer it all,
as she propels through the world she enters the deep forest, and in the aroma of nature, the cold dew sprinkling against her skin, the trees breathing around here, she stops still for a moment and takes a breath she is taurus
and know she knows how beautiful this all is
and after that marvellous exhale with air rushing through her lungs
she felt the wind gust through her mind, suddenly its pathways came to life
two giggling twins emerged from seemingly the nothingness of thin air, two little matching geminis
talking a language of their own, mixing mischief with brilliance
as the night fell the cancer queen appeared from the sky slumbering in her half crescent moon throne, ruling the stars and the ebony sky and guarding her children as they sleep
when she eventually falls into dream, the leo king rises to paint the sky a reverent shade of blue, bedazzling and igniting the royalty inside all of the residents in the kingdom, the king eventually becomes worn and longs for a moment in the shadow
here the virgo comes out from her hiding place, her hands callused with golden cracks from tugging the ropes of the sun and the moon, secretly orchestrating the whole show, the silent server
and the heart that drives her toward this generosity grows and grows inside her chest, love infusing with air so petals become of her tongue and she becomes libra, the architecture that is another mesmerises her until it becomes her completely, her love dissolves the physical body, the soul is revealed
and so is the scorpio
she holds out her ghostly hand seducing you into a world beyond senses, hypnotising with swirling and magnetising eyes, luring you to go deeper and deeper and evoke the climax more, go deeper and deeper and provoke the ledges of your sanity more, and as she does and rises into a state where
there is no boundary, contamination, or ego
she has risen to the sky where she is flying on the back of an arrow, throwing her hair back gloriously as a sagittarius, now she is half human and
half angel she can see comfortably from the heights of the higher mind
her arrow hits the tip of the mountain - target centre
and she becomes capricorn, the sovereign of land, air, and sea, she who has seen, conquered, and known all, she who resides at the peak edge of vision, guiding pilgrims as they come to extract her wisdom
as she watches these pilgrims make their way in masses up the mountain, the unity and oneness of all humanity is revealed to her, she burns down her reputation and becomes one with the people, she becomes an aquarius
and she walks amongst them, nourishing them with her enlightened mind
as she grows worn and tired and her mind begins to lose its perception of what is real and what is not, she begins drifting into the nothing state, the everything state, the pisces state, and the body that held her captive begins to dissolve, she reflects on the story that has been, and the goddess she has become
finally it’s time to go home


