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Saturday Aug 19, 2006

Aug 19, 2006
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Today is Saturday, the sacred day in my week. Saturday is wholly of the present. There is no class to ruin the first half, as there is on Friday. There is no class tomorrow to plague us with worries about work we haven't yet done, as there is on Sunday. Saturday is mine, is ours.

When I work Saturday mornings, hardly anyone comes in to the resteraunt. It is time to myself, to do as I please, and to get paid for it. It is quiet, and peaceful and precious beyond all measure. I read a lot of The Handmaid's Tale this morning. It stirred some very interesting emotions and musings on me, which I may share when I'm done praising Saturdays.

According to my astrological sign, Capricorn, Saturn is the planet that rules both me and my most sacred day. Saturn, in my opinion, is the most beautiful of all the planets in our rough proximity. If I were one given to superstition, the association between myself, the day, and the planet would please me to a great extent. In honesty, despite my lack of superstition, I am still amused by the connections to a great extent.

Interesting Fact: Astrology is complete horseshit.

Saturn, the symbol of the sci-fi channel, is also accurate in representing me as one who is deeply immersed in geek culture. Saturn reminds me of a lone drifter, mysterious, intriguing, and powerful with a wide-brimmed hat darkening its eyes and masking so much of the knowledge we long to possess for ourselves about said drifter. I wonder why I ascribe this meaning to the planet? That sort of musing is the great human beauty, our ability to take the world around us and use it as a mirror to see into the fathomless depths of our own souls.

I don't consider myself saturnine in the slightest, and in Titus, Saturnine was a total douchebag.

I am so thankful that I currently live in a society where the truth is free to thrive. I never before thought about how far the foresight of the founders of this country has reached, despite glaring examples of ignorance in the decisions and mistakes of our government. While reading The Handmaid's Tale I thought about how much I take for granted a life and a world that has allowed me the distinct privelege of falling in love with beautiful women who are, for the most part, allowed to grow and flourish as the heavenly beings they truly are. I also thought while I read why I once loved to listen to Rage Against the Machine so much, why I identify with Rorschach so much as a being who could not live in a world where truth and justice meant nothing.

I wonder, where was our government's righteousness when China was pushing those holy people out of Tibet? Fortunately, they are blessed, wherever they may be, and have a richness that most people will only ever grasp as crude mental idea, though the very real experience lies ever close and within there reach if they could only have that opaque curtain drawn back for them. People used to understand sin as seperation, from God, or if you like, from the ultimate reality (what else could God really be?).

Hmm. Maybe I'm more saturnine than I first thought. But I feel at peace. I am free from worry and fear. I am free from attachment. I am free from desires, though I still feel them and relish them for all the pleasure they can give. I feel love and joy in my existence. Whatever shall come my way in my life circumstances, I will flow around like water, which passes over and through it's obstacles.

You know, you breathe all the time. How often do you pay attention to it? Where does one breath end and the other begin? Maybe it is all just one long breath, never ending, never dying. Have you ever listened in awe at the silence between your heartbeats?

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