You're champagne, everyone else is shit.
Happiness from one of my fave filmmakers, Todd Solandz. The perfect intro to the cosmic phase of enlightenment, humor and truth...
Showing posts with label 7th house. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 7th house. Show all posts
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
Full moon in Taurus
Happiness, comfort and love!
...After staring at the amazing full moon last night on the corner of some random street in Brooklyn, headed to my friend's house to work on editing a video, stopping at the grocery first to scour for something to bring over...he's a Libra, so, think classy...At C-town, that would be ice cream with the word truffle on it...but unbeknownst to me, my attempt at graciousness turned me into a total hog that scarfed practically the whole container after just one taste shortly after arrival...
The point: If you want a one way ticket to heaven, Haagen-Dazs White Chocolate Raspberry Truffle is the express line...and Libras are so congenial they don't even think it's rude when you bring over something, then eat it all yourself.
The point: If you want a one way ticket to heaven, Haagen-Dazs White Chocolate Raspberry Truffle is the express line...and Libras are so congenial they don't even think it's rude when you bring over something, then eat it all yourself.
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Sun enters Taurus
Make love, sensuality, art, tradition, patience, generosity and strength paramount today.
Coincidentally, without even realizing this transit, I laid in bed into mid-afternoon watching Matador and Imagine while eating mini-dumplings. I can't even help it if I try, my life is run by forces beyond me.
(Bull-fighting is cruel, but matadors are sexy...In this documentary, a matador gets gouged, but to continue, gets operated on while awake, in-between fights, and returns to victory. To Netflix it click here.)
(Saw this movie when it first came out, was so in love with it/inspired, saw it three times in the theatres....This is a continuous link to the entire movie via YouTube.)
Coincidentally, without even realizing this transit, I laid in bed into mid-afternoon watching Matador and Imagine while eating mini-dumplings. I can't even help it if I try, my life is run by forces beyond me.
(Bull-fighting is cruel, but matadors are sexy...In this documentary, a matador gets gouged, but to continue, gets operated on while awake, in-between fights, and returns to victory. To Netflix it click here.)
(Saw this movie when it first came out, was so in love with it/inspired, saw it three times in the theatres....This is a continuous link to the entire movie via YouTube.)
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