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Z page of the week: 1/1 and 1/9 2012

Z page of the week: 1/1 and 1/9 2012
"gesture"
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03 December 2011

week seventy nine >> "Kranky"

Z page "Kranky" came up this week as did the krankiest of winds whipping through los angeles in the late week, wiping out any loose aspect, any outmoded pieces, any last thing hanging on as if not later fall going into winter, perhaps now for years not just this particular season.  countless trees and power lines and phone lines and transformers were taken down, cleared out. if the tree didn't fall, all the leaves did, at once.  the disruptions that ensued, for thousands of people for miles around  -power outages, internet down, closed off streets, stores closed, schools closed, traffic lights out, yards destroyed, homes and cars crushed, and moooore- are truly a collective experience that reflects the current retrograde that Mercury is currently playing up.... eliciting much confusion and delays and miscommunications that beckon frustration and further confusion and plain ol' krankiness!  the winds and the wake are no exception!
last wednesday night, as the winds began to whip into a noticeable fury, Jennifer and I began to txt msg what would immediately become the inevitable verse:


"kranky"      click to view


> Wind
> Blowing fierce
> ViscousCITY
> Swirling streets
> Clearing skies, burning eyes
> Crescent moon, dustborn swoon 
> The song of Sirens aloft on plume
> Veils of light through dark's black gloom
> Awake and now shake and Bloom.

> Morning Cracks with branches Cries,
> Evening falls as giants sigh.



the last two lines coming forth out of the next day as the winds continued and the 'wake'ing began.  they ended up subsiding before reports had predicted, the aftermath is still being calculated and REsolved.  more on the "RE"s next week...

∞ ceci
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