The solstice is the cusp between memory memorial the treasuring of things past and gone and dream-imagination envisioning the creation of ways for the future the light has been fading for six months now the challenge to our endurance ever growing slowing down, holding our fires tighter and closer looking over our shoulders to contemplate the dead David Nadel, Moe Moskowitz our beloved brothers and partners in crime Allen Ginsberg, William S. Burroughs great heroes of words inspiring our youths and adulthood our own families, our own selves shattered by forces of change, by age, by time we touch their remains, we love them again we move on
the solstice is the cusp we pass through the longest night the longest night of the year and the light begins to grow again at the end of The Seven Samurai the two still alive, old friends, look all around, look to each other and say "Again we've survived" Again we've survived we begin anew with WHAT IS we take our time, Nature's time the growth of the light carries us UP carries our imaginations up and out we bathe in the Light streaming in the Earth's slow tide of light swallowed in the Earth's great tide of Life - Marty Kent 15 December 1997
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