bloody hell said the cute cuddly koala as it killed then ate the repugnant woke vegetarian hugging its gum tree
Weekly romantic poetry from Terrell Neuage for Tuesday, November 02, 1999 (NEXT = wed. Nov/10/99)
COSMIC NOTE: next week and for several weeks following ~ poem of the week will be changed from the traditional Tuesday at 6 PM up phase to a Wednesday up by noonish due to current transits of Uranus (13 Aquarius) in my fourth opposing my Sun (17 Leo) Saturn and Pluto (13 Leo) and Venus (10 Leo) in tenth; as well as Saturn (14 Taurus retrograde) squaring these points and of course, as well, Jupiter (28 Aries - roughly in the direction of the common centre of the Local Group of Galaxies, which as you would know includes a score of member galaxies, the largest of course being the Andromeda Galaxy (M 31) plus our galaxy and etc) opposing my Ascendant (28 Libra) explaining why I am looking so loopy these days. As well, the Galactic Centre (28 Sagittarius) opposing my Mars (28 Gemini) and Uranus (25 Gemini) in the 8th (which is in the first of my re-located to Adelaide chart, currently under pressure from Transit Pluto at 9 Sagittarius (my relocated descendant) - which explains all my court stuff with the ex over the past year has created unexpected changes in my local universe as well as the Super Galactic Centre (1 Libra) conjunct my Neptune with the transit of the trans-Neptune planet, Zeus (4 Libra) giving me bi-polar headaches: so in essence, due to various factors at the Event Horizon (my life) the poem of the week will be reorientated from Tuesday to Wednesday for awhile. As I explained to my children this morning after burning their curried tofu omelette (tofu/sprouts/tempeah - yummm... sure explains why Leigh is on the Australian National Baseball squad year after year doesn't it?) "It's these bloody transits to my solar progressed chart, as well as this month's lunar return that is just making me burn your tea each day...but I am still your down-to-earth organised father..." though they look at me as I'm not and ask for an extra helping of refried koala intestines (fret not devoted picturepoetry of the week reader - we only eat koalas which have fallen from the gum tree in our front yard). CHEERS MATE
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when
the world
comes
to its
crashing
end
My love
for you
will orbit
the planet
and rain
upon evolution's future children
so they too
will know how to be with
one like you.
(c).neuage 5-1989 Pt. Elliot South Australia Photo: Washington DC. 1978
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Terrell Neuage, (dual citizen USA/Australia) is a South Australian/New York poet, writer, and digital artist known for his evocative poetry and extensive research on conversational analysis in on-line communciations (including communication in the AI era; from sharing information to making sense of it). His best-selling autobiographies;Leaving America (Before the After) & Leaving Australia (after) – exploring life as a hippie, brother in a California Cult (Holy Order of MANS) as Brother Terrell Adsit, Astrolger (40-years) to non-believer, and adventures in Australia, single parent, tofu manufacturer/street artist, China, the USA & fifty+ other ountries. From high school drop out, Shenendehowa Central School, Clifton Park, New York at age 16, back to school at age 44 (BA & Masters from Deakin University, Melbourne, Australia) to PhD from the University of South Australia at age 58 to knocking on your door at age 77.
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