THE WEAVE:
Moonie sends one back to Chiron…
"Who on this Earth is not a Luna -tic. Going off, like a clock in the skin? Sleeping eventually wakes itSelves. You know what the Door looks like, because you have stood, on either side of it. Its hurt is understood, because you have made many shapes, upon your own walls. The limit where false Love tips into Fate, and you learn to decide what Love will mean for you, next. To be between the scales is to hold a crux felt as the tipping point of pain, with no one to blame but the Angry Dear, in your Heart."
Planetary Signatures 