a lil lavender loveblog goes a long way
2:11 pm lite launch into el pckt sphere-o with a freeflight into sumthin I like n miss n that is liveblog. nuttin too fancy, havin fun with perchance, and yeah this feels good. feels nice n right. wanna keep it woosh! lite.
2:27 pm nice. really so much to say, but jus gonna coast here, keep it open, enjoy the moment and um liveblog! how simple is that?
9:00 pm let's see, looking backwards, as I'm about to konk out.
3:20 am whoops. I did. tuesday next day early am 09 02 2025 n I thought I would jus check out thee lil pckt here for a lite liveblog. moving gently on this cuz. cuz. well. cuz I could really go in hard n deep n all over the place, but jus wana keep it n a certain level right now n enjoy the simplicity, a basic quality n energy. very different from my liveblogging on slubsplat, which was very elaborate. rococo even. and fun.
this is fun too.
4:10 am aaaaand it's wednesday 09 03 2025. early morn jus like it sez on the lil tulip pckt here. thinkn about the yard work I did yesterday afternoon. more like shadow work, as I uncovered discovered recovered a meek scrawny yet medium sized pine and a japanese maple when I was trimming n taming some heavy growth around our forsythia bush. was really in the zone n cutting away, wanting to clear the natural entryway of this cave-like forsythia bush n make way for another pine I discovered in there n trying to peek out n get some sun a few years.
Sun = Son
4:44 am discovery was a thing this week. and clearly on my mind. our cat Mickey got out of our house, weirdly by our decision slash mistake. and on the date numbered 27 that has 2 other! siginificant lost n found cat events, one with dear Rascal and now 2 featuring Mickey, making a total of three 27s.
27 x 3
The spiritual significance of the number 27 often relates to themes of spiritual growth, balance, and intuition. It combines the energies of the numbers 2 and 7, symbolizing harmony in relationships and a deeper connection to spiritual awareness and enlightenment.
5:09 am well. lots to say. still treading lite. softly. soft light.
Cuttings, 2025 by moi
this means something/this means nothing
invisible thorn in my index finger
losing Mickey
finding Mickey
choosing freedom over safety
clearing forsythia cave
finding a pine tree
cutting away to let the sun shine in the pine
finding a japanese maple
clearing away plants for both to grow
seeing growth as being free
seeing feral as being free
being feral to be free
valuing being free
the number 27
27 x 3
cats
caves
forsythia
Mickey
me
8:08 pm friday 09 05 2025 dark orange moon so unique. some poison oak or urushioil around my eyelid, not so unique. aaaand itchy. but resisting the itch. but the deep dark orange moon.
8:15 pm been missing been itchin to get back to livebloggin here. and it's been nice to miss it too n notice myself thinkin about it, looking forward to it. I'm reallly diggin pckt cuz such a nice comfortable space for livebloggin, feelin at ease here. under the gaze of the blood moon.
2:04 am saturday 09 06 2025 I dreamt was swimming in a lake with some friends on a trip. afterwards, ran into Rita Moreno dressed in a chic black dress and black semi floppy wide-brimmed hat with a white cotton mushroom ribbed underside who was giving away a tabby cat, and she knew I was looking for one as a playmate for our cat Mickey, and we both knew I was considering taking this one off her hands. but, I decided not to and told her so, due to we are looking for a kitty or younger cat. Moreno's cat was cute though, very sweet n affectionate n I definitely considered it.
we are in fact looking for a kitty for Mickey.
6:03 am after the Rita Moreno dream, I have the Kevin Bacon dream for the second time. I'm working at some high-end retail shop that has a beverly blvd 80s melrose district look and feel. One giant badly lit room, men's clothing, tho this is unclear, plus some light food or smoothie action offered there too. Kevin Bacon is apparently the owner and he seems bitter about it. I loathe working there and on the constant verhe of quitting. the place is overstaffed with young employees and no customers and no one has really anything to do. so this is the vibe. somehow, I'm outside of that hellhole in a breezy field having a serious talk with some other celeb, I don't know who. the gist, is that I should be professional and have the self respect or balls to go back in and tell bacon I'm quitting, instead of just not going back. I take this probably lame advise under the probably lame excuse that this is the high road or good for my self esteem or some bullshit like that. I return to Kevin Bacon's retail hell and the light is too dim, but I can still make out that Bacon is pretending to care about the stack of jeans he's masterfully aligning. I'm about to quit, when one other dude wearing a large white tank top over oversized jeans with a buzzcut quits before me, but not before making some lame remark about me wanting to quit in front of the other staff who look betond bored with his spectacle. he stomps out, incidentallly highlighting how blasé and terminally hopeless the situ is there. before any one else quits, I walk up to bitter Bacon who now apparently expects my resignation to which I do not disapoint him. I tell him I'm quitting and the mood of the Bacon and the room darkens on my way out. he says something that supposedly is stinging. but it's as vague and indistinct as the merch that is not selling.
