Sunday, February 17, 2008

Lunar Eclipse Escape

Frustration yowl! The Kougar is about to run for the hills. And time flies as fast as the Millenium Falcon escaping from Darth Vader. At purring least, the prairie hills are luminous with sundown, a vibrant gorgeous pink below the indigo-shaded bank of clouds. And a very welcomed rain blessed the land, the later-arriving snow melting as it struck the too-warm ground.
Opinions, they spray like bullets from an automatic -- or, like each droplet of water spraying up from a passing bus lumbering swiftly down the street after a downpour. Wanted, or not, opinions abound. The Kougaress has a wish never to be fulfilled, don't ask for an opinion you don't want, since a knotted giant yarn ball of emotional chaos ensues... emotions never to be satisfied. It doesn't exist in the realm of possibility.
Or, perhaps, it is merely the celestial arrival of the lunar eclispse on the night of February 20, driving moi's frustration and escapism fantasy. Mother Earth separates Lunabelle from Sol's light, thus, we are separated from the light of Diana. From what the Kougaress has researched this is a time to gaze at our personal situation in the world, and use the tools of Earth to make changes, to make practical improvements. For example, your lair home, Big Kitties, what would you alter to have it suit you, your purr preferences?

Lunar Eclipse Escape, it should be a title -- and, thus, with a magical roar, the Kougar proclaims it so.

The night cat, as is the Kougar's natural cycle now, listened with great sadness to last night's Coast-to-Coast show with Ian Punnett. For what she knows, has prowling-gaze observed for a decade now, was Ian's topic. It is the loss of men. The loss of real men. With brutal despair for herself, for all of us, and for our future, she heard all the good doctor presented -- a horror sci fi pictures of males chemically altered toward feminization -- proven out by the doctor's research and experience with his patients.
The Kougar's mighty pleading yowl soars for the heavens. Real men, please...Bast, oh please, real men.

Kisses to all real men from the Kougar...

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