Temple of the Road

I, your wizard, am about to embark upon a hazardous and technically unexplainable journey into the outer stratosphere, to confer, converse, and otherwise hob-nob with my brother wizards.
I am long over due for a road trip and things have suddenly worked out in my favor for me to take two weeks off from work to dust my broom.
I believe the course of my life was recently changed by N.A.S.A.'s Deep Impact Project when it nudged the Temple 1 comet into a slightly different orbit, thusly altering my destiny.
This will positively the finest expedition ever to be shown.
And I hereby decree until what time, if any, that I return, the Feeders (by virtue of their superior brains and eyesight) shall rule in my stead.
Assisted by the Blood Sucking Freaks (by virtue of their voracious appetite) and the Flying Jellyfish (by virtue of their shocking disposition).
Fear them as you would me.
Hopefully, I shall return with exotic treasures of wild new tales from the road and the knowledge of which side of the rainbow I actually live on.
Leave a light on, I'll be back soon.

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Nothings Shocking

While laying on my lawn with my cat, enjoying the perfection of a summer day, I observed how much life was in the air just above the ground. Grasshoppers, mosquitoes, pollen, and all of those seeds from plants that float on the air. Dragonfly's, butterfly's, and winged things that I can't even name. So much traffic going every which way. Some of it was landing on me looking for it's next meal. The blood sucking insects kept me busy swatting in self defense and also made me appreciate something that I had never thought of before.

What if jellyfish could fly?

Can you imagine if they were filled with a lighter than air gas (like helium) that would enable them to float on the air? Living dirigibles of death! Visualize a floating Man of War with silky electric tentacles drifting into you as you sun bathe in your yard, getting caught in your hair and sticking to your skin!

On one hand, they would be a wondrous sight to see. Imagine the luminescent ones glowing in the night like alien angels. Beautiful, but deadly.

Having pondered that, I feel fortunate now. All I have to worry about are the mosquito's and black flies. That's not too bad.

Therefore, the next time you find yourself running from a harmless bee or swatting an annoying fly, pause for a second to put things into perspective. It could be alot worse, but it's not.

Jellyfish can't fly!

Metamorphosis

I am flying out of the clouds.

Out of the black and into the blue.

Soaring above it all.
I didn't get my mind back as previously planned, instead it's free.
The transformation brought on by the cocoon of spring, a month of rain, and the space dust finally ran it's course.

Guided by The Beatles and T-Rex , the de-evolution included deletion of recent cultural influences from my brain and a hiatus from a long relationship with artificial stimuli.
Next was the physical change, to be made obvious by the removal of my long hair. Symbolically shedding my skin and flying.

On the simplistic wings of destiny.

Armed with Pistols , Nails, and Helmet.

I am free again.

Nirvana.
Ready to grow.

Rock.

I complete me.