I’m a mermaid alone crashing through the depths 
of the open seas, sinking into the abyss to watch 
the strange creatures there, then back to the ocean’s 
surface, swimming with long strokes far beyond the 
breakers on the reefs - as shape-shifter I get up to 
walk on the beach and lie down under my favourite 
fir tree where the North Wind, a great friend, sighs 
his message through the needles and other trees
Leaves - I enter my cave to erect my own bulwarks 
against the sun’s merciless heat with a big gift bag, 
towel and beach umbrella - everything in blue-green
within the turquoise sheen of the blinds, I already 
have fruit cake to celebrate Christmas within the 
beautiful Miracle-Play symbolism constructed by 
consciousness – currently I think consciousness 
is a unit of many different electric cables conducting 
Energy; after leaving the signal box of a physical body 
turned into a corpse, the electric energy particles flow 
into new cables which weave themselves into beings 
as eternally continuing individuals which form part of 
the virtual reality within an indestructible hologram 
always creating new patterns and designs forever –  
at this point in my musings I decide to look for my
Scorpio who would be strutting his stuff in his own 
Virtual universe which affords all kinds of thoughts 
and amusement when I visit him…
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