Strike Out!

 Three more days to go...

Could she make it? 

Make it where?

The Libra New Moon, that's where.

Her energy had been leaking out somewhere, 

because her gas tank was at half empty.

She wanted to look at it from a different 

perspective and say it was half full, 

but no.. 

No chance in Hell 

could that be possible 

in the underworld. 

Cuz she was in Hell. 

As she tried to finish up another bracelet order,

she realized that maybe... 

Just maybe.. 

It was the bracelet orders she had agreed to,

that were draining her energy, 

because from where she was 

standing, or actually sitting, 

as she was doing what she had thought she enjoyed, 

now all of a sudden wasn't refueling her tank.

But why not?

She pondered over the situation in ever minuet detail 

but could only come to one thing... 

She didn't like doing things for others' pleasure.

Only her own.

And the only pleasure she got out of bracelet making was 

putting together her own colors and seeing 

the finished design. 

But when someone requested a certain style 

with their chosen colors, 

all of a sudden she felt as though she was working 

for free. 

Even though there was the promise of a payment

once it was done, 

it was never really a guarantee,

 and she knew that it was always up in the air. 

Perhaps this is why right now, 

three days prior to the Libra New Moon, 

she felt the energy leakage 100 times heavier!

Saturn and Neptune were pounding away in her head

like two men working on the railroad. 

Just hammering away at the left side of her head.

Venus was also running through a trench in her body

trying to remind her of her true creation ability

and worth.

So why was she so stubborn?

Why didn't she want to listen to her body?

Could it be that she wanted to stay addicted. 

Addicted to love...

Cupid stupid love.

Not the real deal though.

And just what was cupid stupid love anyways?

It was her relationship to the shadows,

 that's what!

They had made life so fun and full of drama

that she felt BORED without them. 

But Bored was a shadow too... 

Perhaps he was the real Morpheus in her life. 

Always giving her only two options...

Red or Blue?

Right or Wrong?

This or That?

Heaven or Hell?

But never ever really giving her a chance to 

Fill In the Blank with her truth!

Could it be?

That she was Neo in a La La Land

that she kept creating with her shadows?

Was she Alice In Wonderland running with the 

ticking rabbit?

"We're all Mad Here..."

MAD was also a shadow!

But Mad was the key shadow that could push her 

out of popping pills with BORED

 but never would because MAD only

came to her when she felt provoked.

 

However,

 Rather then listen to her Venus,

 who screamed louder than a banshee, 

she ran with her Golden Apple 

to always prove herself.

So here she was sitting at the library, making a 

bracelet for the second time... 

And she couldn't even bring herself to finish it

because her energy just wasn't in it. 

All she could think of was the refill of an

ice cold beer. 

Her Escape!

Because that's exactly what she got after selling it.

Just enough for one beer. 

Definitely not a flow. 

She saw herself doing it again,

 her old pattern. 

Thinking that doing something would bring in flow.

But it never did.

It was time to give it up. 

All of it. 

A new seed Needed to be planted. 

And she would do it during this 

New Moon In Libra, 

because otherwise, 

she was at the end of her life line.