Calibration of Saturn Energy

Plant those seeds and a beautiful harvest you will have one day. Time is a planetary mystery, so don’t hesitate to pull the trigger. You will be rewarded with abundance if you trust the instinct to act.

Awake from a dreamless night to see a mellow yellow sun rise. A thoughtless smirk and a heavenly head of wild hair, it’s back to bed for now. The body stays cozy and to dreams of gliding we look forward to, the Day this won’t allow. A brisk and barefoot morning stroll, your soft shell recognizes the winter wind and compresses gently. How far we’ve come in the style of our homes, “One day I will build my own” echoes between the ears and into the frontier. Spend a fraction of an hour boxing the reflection, life liquid surging through dark jade veins, the mission is clear: Unleash Stoke upon the World. Creation station derailed by forgotten plans, “I’m a man of my word”. Thanks to lightning chemistry, it was a quick and joyful operation, now we’re off to one of the GrandMothers here on Earth. The three piece meal hits the table and I’m a child once again. Heaven is a place on Earth and Her cooking is Holy. Off we go to a heavenuva spot; No room for hesitation, the assets have been acquired. An hour later my hands work with the field, rich and red infield dirt, yet it’s only a clay metaphor of the human’s course of action.

“Live life like a 3-1 count.”

The last greenskeeper leaves the grotto and is on his way this Saturday night. This personality fans the flame of life but can scorch itself. With raw power the tides can turn; A dinner of mutual friends, the flames of inspiration burn. Saturn’s day nearing its slumber and for something mysterious I hunger. A day of incredible delight but for some reason I asked myself “Did I spend it all right?”

Cheers to your upcoming good deeds. May you speak your “Yes”’s with vigor and emit pulsing invincibility.

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