Scorpio Moon People. ☾/♏


The Scorpio Moon person is Pandora’s Box - a calm exterior, unassuming and unemotional on the outside, but looming with a wealth of emotions, intense, joyful, angry and vengeful all at the same time, whirling together in a fantastic and dramatic storm. This is the emotional nature of the Scorpio moon person. It is almost as if they feel pain and love more deeply than any other, and they have no way of showing it. And this is the side you experience if you get to know them well enough. A rare feat, because a Scorpio Moon does not let in confidantes lightly.

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Bates College is seeking an Anglo-Saxonist to teach British Lit I so that the rest of the faculty doesn’t have to read Beowulf. 

Course load is 3-3, provided that the applicant will also teach History of the English Language because the full professors are tired of all that linguistic garbage. Must be willing to work with a faculty composed entirely of American Literature scholars and a disenfranchised Shakespearean. 

Lady Chatterley’s Lover

D. H. Lawrence is such a discerning, sensitive, and courageous writer that, at the end of each paragraph, my mind crosses into the threshhold of contemplation. This makes for very slow, yet impressionable reading! ‘Unjust! Unjust! The sense of deep physical injustice burned to her very soul… A sense of injustice, of being defrauded, began to burn in Connie. The physical sense of injustice is a dangerous feeling, once it is awakened. It must have outlet, or it eats away at the one in whom it is aroused… They were all inwardly hard and seperate, and warmth to them was just bad taste. You had to get on with it, and hold your own… Then you could keep yourself cold and very estimable, and hold your own, and enjoy the satisfaction of holding it… What was the point, when even the smartest aristocrats had really nothing of their own to hold, and their rule was really a farce, not rule at all. What was the point? It was all cold nonsense.’

THE UNIVERSE WANTS TO PLAY. Those who refuse out of dry spiritual greed & choose pure contemplation forfeit their humanity—those who refuse out of dull anguish, those who hesitate, lose their chance at divinity—those who mold themselves blind masks of Ideas & thrash around seeking some proof of their own solidity end by seeing out of dead men’s eyes.

Sorcery: the systematic cultivation of enhanced consciousness or non-ordinary awareness & its deployment in the world of deeds & objects to bring about desired results.

“Certainly she was losing consciousness of the outer things. And as she lost consciousness of outer things, her mind kept throwing things up from its depths, scenes and names, sayings, memories and ideas, like a fountain spurting.”

Virginia Woolf, To The Lighthouse
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Dora Maar by Izis Bidermanas, 1946 Vía


Dora Maar by Izis Bidermanas, 1946 Vía

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When you set out on your journey to Ithaca,
pray that the road is long,
full of adventure, full of knowledge.
The Lestrygonians and the Cyclops,
the angry Poseidon — do not fear them:
You will never find such as these on your path,
if your thoughts remain lofty, if a fine
emotion touches your spirit and your body.
The Lestrygonians and the Cyclops,
the fierce Poseidon you will never encounter,
if you do not carry them within your soul,
if your soul does not set them up before you.

Pray that the road is long.
That the summer mornings are many, when,
with such pleasure, with such joy
you will enter ports seen for the first time;
stop at Phoenician markets,
and purchase fine merchandise,
mother-of-pearl and coral, amber and ebony,
and sensual perfumes of all kinds,
as many sensual perfumes as you can;
visit many Egyptian cities,
to learn and learn from scholars.

Always keep Ithaca in your mind.
To arrive there is your ultimate goal.
But do not hurry the voyage at all.
It is better to let it last for many years;
and to anchor at the island when you are old,
rich with all you have gained on the way,
not expecting that Ithaca will offer you riches.

Ithaca has given you the beautiful voyage.
Without her you would have never set out on the road.
She has nothing more to give you.

And if you find her poor, Ithaca has not deceived you.
Wise as you have become, with so much experience,
you must already have understood what Ithacas mean.

Constantine P. Cavafy (1863 – 1933)


Constantine P. Cavafy (1863 – 1933)


The Dark Side of the Lens is a short film from renowned surf photographer Mickey Smith. He presents a side to surfing that few of us will glimpse. What drives him to spend countless hours in cold and hostile waters in search of a single shot? The six minute film lets you experience Smith’s aesthetics translated into beautiful practice.

I never set out to become anything in particular, only to live creatively and push the scope of my experience for adventure and for passion… The raw brutal cold coastlands for the right waveriders to challenge – this is where my heart beats hardest…

Most folk don’t even know who we are, and what we do or how we do it, let alone what they pay us for it. I never want to take this for granted so I try to keep motivation simple, real, and positive… If I only scrape a living, at least it’s a living where I’m scraping…. If there’s no future in it, this is a present worth remembering.

I see life in angles, in lines of perspective – the slow turn of a head, the blink of an eye, subtle glimpses of magic – other folk might pass by. Cameras help me translate, interpret and understand what I see. It’s a simple act that keeps me grinnin’. I never set out to become anything in particular, only to live creatively and push the scope of my experience for adventure and for passion. They still all mean something to me, same as most anyone with dreams. My heart bleeds celtic blood and I magnetize the familiar frontiers. The raw brutal cold coastlands for the right waveriders to challenge – this is where my heart beats hardest.

The aesthetic choices. The personal decisions. It’s all what’s happening behind the camera, the place no audience sees, the “dark side of the lens.” A final note: Dark Side of the Lens was born out of a project called “Short Stories.” Established by Relentless Energy Drink, the UK-based project challenged filmmakers to create their own mini opus, to explore and celebrate “no half measures” in film.

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The Red Balloon


"An attempt to picture the thesis of the Society of the Spectacle of Guy Debord
Music of Laconic Zero /

The Birth of Spring (by T.M. Walker)

'I believe in pleasure – but not the same pleasure all the time. Seasonal pleasure prevents boredom and cynicism.' (Jeanette Winterson)

It seems natural to enjoy the element of (fresh) air in one of my favourite seasons. In spring we come out of our individual homes and sit amongst others, where we begin reaping the benefits of longer, lighter days before the night-time routine begins yet again.

Yet, although spring and summer are full of enthusiastic activity, laughter, and light, whilst autumn has the melancholy charms of winding down through fading and falling colours, winter too, akin to the depths of night, has its place. If we have the inclination, time, and resources to surrender to her invitation to become more earthy, to hibernate, and to get closer to that warming element –fire – winter is as fulfilling as her three sisters. Some are lucky enough to retire to the soothing seclusion of warm, quiet company and the crackling of the hearth, but all in all, the booming of the television, central heating, and electrical entertainments fill that pensive space.

For me, the beginning of spring massages the stresses and aches of darker days. Such a retreat - and one that must surely allow rosé and a good book - must be healthy, even if only for a few days.


T.M Walker