Happy new year!

Giss a call!  We had a wonderful New Year's Eve party--and do you know the exact moment when the new year came to Brighton?  We had six different clocks, fireworks starting, strange shouts from outside and then TEN, NINE, EIGHT, SEVEN, SIX...FAYVE, QUATTRO!  TRE!  DUE!  UNO!  

HA-PPY NEW YEAR!

And then you yank the wire out of the wall, push the OFF switch, stretch your legs, prepare...gird your loins!  Let 'em dangle!  Gird, dangle, gird, dangle!  Ahhhh!  Cinghiali snuffling, winter in the north, snow on its way--bad craziness!

I'm not sure how it all affects the integrity of ET--it's clearly a blog about energy, finance, politics, and whatever else appears in diaries and people gather round and chat--solving the world's problems again, and yeah, we learn and yeah--you got piled on and some things, you need drums and a piano, a violin and some geetars--words don't work the same way--and a month--the moon is young, you get to see the night sky (I get to see the night lights instead), and a friend of mine last night told me that he saw The Northern Lights while camping just north of Uckfield!

And those cocaine jitters---eeeee leck tricity!

It'll take a while to load...but hey, Captain Beefheart!

And---and....all these words to say, yeah!  Let the moon circle, if I could I'd fly over so's we could go down to those hot springs, walk over those hills, big hugs!  Laughter!  

Last night another friend was telling me about the elements (I've been studying the periodic table--learning my science ABCs).  Turns out that our sun isn't hot enough to produce the elements around us now.  Not only, but the sun before this one--the one whose explosion led to ours--that one wasn't hot enough either.  So we have to imagine another sun, one so huge and hot that it could create the elements making up the earth--and what makes up us, our carbon strip lifespace with all that we find here, is billions of years old waste products...and our sun will carry on....

LEP: Life is a fountain!

Ah--!

And long posts--DeAnander writes long comments, and I enjoy them.  And I'm a ramblin' man!  (See above!)

Plus the exclamation marks!

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Right, okay.  Moving sideways, around, come over!  Just pull the plug, the image turns to a dot and...wow...okay.  Eyes open wide, here's the world--ready and waiting!

Ach, you see I just cannae get it into words so all of the above to say, Happy New Year!  See you back at ET in a month?  With a wonderful diary!  Whoosh!

That card really got to me the first time I looked through the tarot, I was trying to memorise them all, telling myself the story, and there it was--the heart pierced by the swords.  And the four has the man alseep (it may be a tomb, but) I like to think the fourth sword--the sword of basic rationality--the one the king holds--is the next step: the man finally gets to hang those three swords on his wall--no more heart piercing!

Enjoy!  Good luck!  Bon Voyage!  See you soon!

(Reminds me of another conversation last night, about nomadic tribes meeting up after months of journeying, all the introductions--all the catching up to do!  And the pleasure of travel and moving on...and maybe in large circles, or helixes, or some incredibly complicated dances...heh!)  

Don't fight forces, use them R. Buckminster Fuller.