Blues are the surround of liminal Pisces season - Pisces Sun - Pisces New Moon - waves. I bask. Winds push the water into shades of dark shadowed heaves. A slow rolling surf barely visible - a water body rising and falling. The deep floating rhythms of neptunian mysticism - the world is not shut out. Celebration of 1/3 of children “lifted” out of poverty? Isn’t the question - why are that many in a state of constant lack? Is 1 /3 good enough now? Why not all children. I know why. the water answers. Deep seeded feudal systems linger around every bend. Ask the deeper questions says the water body. Ask why the media is not talking about the systems kept in place by governing lords/politicians. Ask why the media is not reporting truth. The water says - ask why it is easy to keep the “workers” pitted against one another - keep them distracted about the real issues that are happening. Workers - working people. The water says - therefore many people are not actually “working”. If you are not essential to the water - what are you busy doing - not working? Walking along the waters edge - the wind carries the sound of a hungry heart. Truth hunger is traded for celebrity - corporations - prisons - racist ideas - destruction - violence against. Please - said the water - do not be fooled about this latest move of historic proportions. The only thing historic is the water is moving - pulling - pushing - phasing. Water can swallow you while you are busy looking the other way. Than you water words.