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August 9, 2021

What you were not given

Is what you can give

Where you were broken

Is where you radiate light

Through our aging decaying bodies

Through the fracture in our skull

Through our frayed and shattered hearts

True Glory

Your Highness, Inconceivable Electricity

A Hot/Cold mix of God, Blood and Poison

If you are lucky, you are chosen

Life will show no mercy,

You will be enslaved to the gods

They will take you to the cliff

And cast you down

So your face can penetrate the earth

And make it quake

Sending ripples through time and space

Like minds: They share your history

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About The Author

Timothy Halloran

is a professional astrologer, artist, writer, and harmonium playing provocateur of sorts. Tim's work with astrology is grounded in the living breathing reality of nature and not in procedural or mechanical systems. Rather then predicting the future he focuses on the poetic annotation of the human journey throughout time and life's natural unfolding. His observations and commentary comes in a range of tones and forms but centralize on the primary reality being one of Love, divine dance, divine play and that healing can occur naturally through understanding ourselves and embracing our journey through life completely and totally.

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