“Unstoppered, I pour lye on wet hay bales. The encyclopedia opens for smoke. When the button trembles, I tremble. When the bottle breaks a long neck, your checkerboard cowers in the field. Thin grasses & their hundred lonely eyes blink into soil. Burn the bilge pumps. Burn the doors. Take the match from your mouth & strike it against your knee.”—The Dead Mice Don’t Need to be Dead, by Mathias Svalina & Julia Cohen
“You wouldn’t consider all the bipeds you pass on the street human beings simply because they walk upright and carry their young in their bellies nine months! It is obvious how many of them are fish or sheep, worms or angels, how many are ants, how many are bees! Well, each one of them contains the possibility of becoming human, but only by having an intimation of those possibilities, partially even by learning to make himself conscious of them; only in this respect are these possibilities his.”—Herman Hesse
“The best way to waste your life is by taking notes. The easiest way to avoid living is to just watch. Look for the details. Report. Don’t participate. Let Big Brother do the singing and dancing for you. Be a reporter. Be a good witness. A grateful member of the audience.”— “Lullaby” by Chuck Pala-whatshisface.
Jupiter, the giver of gifts and luck, will move into Pisces and your tenth house of fame and honors for the first time since 1998-early 1999 on January 17. Yes, this month! This is the first time in over a decade that you’ve had this level of cosmic help! This trend - which we get nearly every 12 years - is considered a year of enormous reward for all the hard work you did in past years. You will get the attention of some very high-level executives, and no matter how long you’ve tried to reach a certain goal, this will be the year you may attain it.
Next month holds the luckiest day of the year, the meeting of the Sun and Jupiter on February 27-28. Because this will be a weekend, you will also have special days - February 25 and 26, the days leading to the meeting of these two awesome heavenly bodies. You must be ready, for you will have an extraordinary opportunity to grasp the big prize - a professional goal so big you may have feared you’d never get it.
Those are the days that Gigi will be here. I have a good feeling about them already. I haven’t seen her since Burning Man 2007!
“My heart is weak and unreliable. I try to burden it as little as possible. If something is going to have an impact, I direct it elsewhere. My gut, for example, or my lungs. When I pass a mirror and catch a glimpse of myself, or I’m at the bus stop and some kids come up behind me and say, “Who smells shit?”—small daily humiliations that are par for the course—these I take, generally speaking, in my liver. The pancreas I reserve for being struck by all that’s been lost. It’s true that there’s so much, and the organ is so small. But. You would be surprised how much it can take. When I wake up and my fingers are stiff, almost certainly I was dreaming of my childhood. All the times I have suddenly remembered that my parents are dead (even now it still surprises me to exist in the world while those who made me have ceased to exist): my knees. To everything a season; to every time I’ve woken only to make the mistake of believing for a moment that someone is sleeping beside me: a hemorrhoid. Loneliness: there is no organ that can take it all.”— The Last Words on Earth, by Nicole Krauss