Strange Little Girls

 

strange little girls by Neil Gaiman the girls new age

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she seems so cool so focused so quiet her eyes remain fixed upon the horizon you think you know all there is to know

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about her immediately upon meeting her everything you think you know is wrong passion flows through her like a river of blood

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she only looked away for a moment and The Mask dropped and you fell higher tomorrow start here

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Bonnie's mother you know how it is when you love someone and the hard part the bad part the Jerry

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Springer Show part is that you never stop loving someone there's always a piece of them in your heart now that she is dead she tries to

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remember only the love she imagines every blow a kiss make up an expertly cover the bruises the

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cigarette burn on her thigh all these things she decides were gestures of love she wonders what her daughter will do

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she wonders what her daughter will be she's holding a cake in her death here's the cake she was always going to bake for a little one

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maybe they would have mixed it together they would have sat and eaten it and smiled to all three of them the apartment would have slowly filled with

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laughter and with love strange there are a hundred things she's tried to chase away the things she won't

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remember and that she can't ever let herself think about because that's when the birds Scream the worms crawl and somewhere in her mind it's always raining a slow and endless drizzle

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you will hear that she's left the country there was a gift she wanted you to have but it is lost before it reaches you late one night the telephone was singing

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a voice that might be hers will say something that you cannot interpret before the connection crackles and is broken several years later from a taxi you'll

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see someone in a doorway who looks like her she'll be gone by the time you persuade the driver to stop you will never see her again

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whenever it rains you will think of her silence 35 years a showgirl that she admits to

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and her feet hurt day in day out from the high heels she can walk down steps with a 40 pound headdress and high heels

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she's walked across the stage with a lion in high heels she could walk through goddamn hell in high heels if it came to that these are the things that have helped

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kept her walking and her head high her daughter a man from Chicago who loved her though not enough the national news anchor who

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paid her rent for a decade and didn't come to Vegas more than once a month two bags of silicone gel and staying out of the Desert Sun

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she will be a grandmother soon very soon love and then there was the time that one of

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them simply wouldn't return her calls to his office so she called the number he did not know that she had and she said to the woman who answered that this was

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so embarrassing as he was no longer talking to her could he be told that she was still waiting for the return of her lacy black under things she'd taken

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because he said they smelled of her of both of them and that reminded her she said is the woman on the other end of the phone said nothing could they be laundered first

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and then simply posted back to her he has her address and then her business joyfully concluded she forgets him utterly and forever and

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she turns your attention to the next one day she won't love you too you will break your heart time

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she's not waiting not quite it's more that the years mean nothing to her anymore that the dreams and the streets cannot touch her

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she remained on the edges of time implacable unhurt Beyond one day you will open your eyes and see her and

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after that the dark it is not a reaping it's dead she will pluck you gently like a feather or a flower for her hair

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rattlesnakes she doesn't know who owned the jacket originally nobody claimed it after a party and she figured it looked good on

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her it says kiss she does not like to kiss people men and women have told her that she's beautiful she has no idea

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what they mean when she looks in the mirror she does not see beauty looking back at her only her face she does not read watch TV or make love

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she listens to music she goes places with her friends she rides roller coasters but never screams when they plummet or twist and plunge upside down

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if you told her the jacket was yours she just shrug and give it back to you it's not like she cares not one way or the other

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Heart of Gold sentences sisters maybe twins possibly cousins we won't know unless we see the birth certificates the real ones not the ones

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they use to get ID this is what they do for a living they walk in take what they need walk out again

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it's not glamorous it's just business and it'll always be strictly legal it's just business they're too smart for this and too tired

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they share clothes wigs makeup cigarettes wrestles and hunting they move on two minds one heart sometimes

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they even finish each other's Bundy's child standing in the shower letting the water run over her washing it away washing

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everything away she realizes that what made it hardest was that it smelled just like her own High School she'd walk through the corridors heart

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beating raggedly in her chest smelling that school smell it all came back to her it was only what six years maybe less

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since it had been her running from Locker to classroom said she'd watched her friends crying and raging and brooding over the toss and the names and

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the Thousand Hertz to plague the powerless none of them had ever gone this far she found the first body in a stairwell

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that night after the shower which could not wash what she had to do away not really she said to her husband I'm scared of what

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this job is making me hard it's making me someone else someone I don't know anymore he pulled her close and held her and

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they stayed touching skin to skin until dawn happiness she feels at Home on the Range your

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protector's in position man shaped paper Target up and waiting for her she imagines a little she remembers a

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little she sites and squeezes and as her time on the Range begins she feels rather than sees The Head and the Heart obliterate smell of cordite always makes

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you think of the Fourth of July you use the gifts God gave you that was what her mother had said which makes her falling out even harder

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somehow nobody will ever hurt her she'll just smile her faint vague wonderful smile and walk away

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it's not about the money it's never about the money Raining Blood here and exercise and choice your choice

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one of these Tales is true she lived through the war in 1959 she came to America she now lives in a condo

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in Miami a tiny French woman with white hair with a daughter and a granddaughter she keeps herself to herself and smiles

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rarely if the weight of memory keeps you from fighting Joy or that's a lie actually the Gestapo picked her up during the border crossing

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in 1943. they left her in a meadow first she dug her own grave a single Bullet to the back of the skull

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last thought before that bullet was that she was four months pregnant and if we do not fight to create a future there will be no future for any of us

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there's an old woman in Miami who wakes confused from a dream of the wind blowing the wild flowers in a meadow your bones untouched beneath the warm

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French Earth which dream of a daughter's wedding good wine is drunk the only tears shed are happy ones real men

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some of the girls were boys The View changes from where you are standing words can wound and wounds can heal

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all of these things are true

Holy Saturday

 

Holy Saturday commemorates Christ's burial and his triumphant descent into hell or “to the dead.” 

Typically no services take place during the day. 

However, many Eastern and Western churches hold the Easter Vigil—the principal Easter service—after sundown on Holy Saturday

 

There must be something strangely sacred in salt. 

It is in our tears and in the sea

 

Your living is determined not so much by what life brings to you

 as by the attitude you bring to life; 

not so much by what happens to you 

as by the way your mind looks at what happens

Easter - Good Friday

 

Good Friday

 

Good Friday

 

Commemorating Jesus' crucifixion, Good Friday is a solemn day of mourning and reflection for Christians, who often attend special church services and prayer vigils. Good Friday is a part of Holy Week, which includes Palm Sunday, Maundy Thursday or Holy Thursday, and Good Friday, leading up to Easter Sunday.

That terrible Friday has been called Good Friday because it led to the Resurrection of Jesus and his victory over death and sin and the celebration of Easter, the very pinnacle of Christian celebrations

Christians believe that when Jesus was executed he sacrificed his own life so that everyone can be forgiven for their sins. Because of this Good Friday is one of the most important dates in the Christian calendar.

As such, special Good Friday services are held in churches in which the suffering Jesus experienced in his death is remembered and mourned.

On the morning of Good Friday, Jesus was taken to the Roman governor, Pontius Pilate. The governor didn't like the fact that people called Jesus a king, but he didn't think Jesus deserved to be killed.

Because of this he told the large crowd of people outside his palace that they could decide whether Jesus should be freed. Nonetheless, the crowd called for Jesus to be crucified.

Jesus was then beaten by the Roman soldiers and made to carry a heavy wooden cross on his back all the way through the city to the place he was to be killed. The soldiers mocked him and made him wear a crown made of thorns which made his head bleed.

Jesus's terrible journey through Jerusalem with the cross is known as the Stations of the Cross. On the journey he met many people, including his mother, Mary.

Finally, Jesus was nailed to the cross he had carried, and placed between two thieves who were also being crucified. At noon the sky turned black and the Earth shook. Eventually Jesus died.

Good Friday

 

Good Friday, 

when Jesus was put on trial and executed

Thursday April 2nd 2026 - Pink Moon

 

the name is derived from the early spring bloom of a North American wildflower called "Phlox subulata," commonly known moss phlox.

A Moon usually appears reddish when it's close to the horizon because the light rays must pass through the densest layers of the atmosphere

April's full, "Pink Moon" is known as the Paschal Full Moon, which sets the date for Easter.

 the first full moon after the March equinox, 

Maundy Thursday

 

Maundy Thursday, 

when Jesus ate his last meal with his followers and was then arrested

Paschal Moon - Full Moon - Pink Moon

 

This Paschal Moon marks the first Full Moon of spring and is used to determine the date of Easter.  

Pink Moon

 

Saturday April 12 2025 : Pink Moon

 

April's full, "Pink Moon" is known as the Paschal Full Moon, which sets the date for Easter. According to Starwalk, the Paschal full moon is the first full moon after the March equinox, which in 2025 fell on March 20

The 'Pink Moon' will rise over London on the evening of Sunday, April 12, 2025. It will rise just after 9pm, and should be bold and bright in the sky.

Each full Moon of the year has an informal nickname that relates to the calendar month in question. The Pink Moon is so-called because it's the April full Moon, and the onset of springtime is heralded by a bloom in pink flowers

For the best view of the pink moon, find an unobstructed vantage point facing the eastern horizon. Elevated locations or open fields are ideal for catching the moon as it rises. All that's necessary is the naked eye fine, though binoculars or a telescope can reveal details on the lunar surface.

 the name is derived from the early spring bloom of a North American wildflower called "Phlox subulata," commonly known moss phlox.

A Moon usually appears reddish when it's close to the horizon because the light rays must pass through the densest layers of the atmosphere

 Oh to be in England 

now that April's here 

April

 

The Romans gave this month the Latin name Aprilis but the derivation of this name is uncertain. The traditional etymology is from the verb aperire, "to open", in allusion to its being the season when trees and flowers begin to "open", which is supported by comparison with the modern Greek use of άνοιξη (ánixi) (opening) for spring. Since some of the Roman months were named in honor of divinities, and as April was sacred to the goddess Venus, her Veneralia being held on the first day, it has been suggested that Aprilis was originally her month Aphrilis, from her equivalent Greek goddess name Aphrodite (Aphros), or from the Etruscan name Apru. Jacob Grimm suggests the name of a hypothetical god or hero, Aper or Aprus

April was the second month of the earliest Roman calendar, before Ianuarius and Februarius were added by King Numa Pompilius about 700 BC. It became the fourth month of the calendar year (the year when twelve months are displayed in order) during the time of the decemvirs about 450 BC, when it was 29 days long. The 30th day was added back during the reform of the calendar undertaken by Julius Caesar in the mid-40s BC, which produced the Julian calendar.

The Anglo-Saxons called April ēastre-monaþ. The Venerable Bede says in The Reckoning of Time that this month ēastre is the root of the word Easter. He further states that the month was named after a goddess Eostre whose feast was in that month.

April's birthstone is the diamond. The birth flower is the common daisy (Bellis perennis) or the sweet pea.

The zodiac signs are Aries (until April 19) and Taurus (April 20 onward)

 

The word "Bible"

does not appear in The Bible 

the religious people — most of them — really think this planet is an experiment.

That's what their beliefs come down to. 

Some god or other is always fixing and poking, 

messing around with tradesmen's wives, 

giving tablets on mountains, 

commanding you to mutilate your children, 

telling people what words they can say and what words they can't say, 

making people feel guilty about enjoying themselves, 

and like that.

Why can't the gods leave well enough alone? 

All this intervention speaks of incompetence. 

If God didn't want Lot's wife to look back, why didn't he make her obedient, so she'd do what her husband told her? 

Or if he hadn't made Lot such a shithead, maybe she would've listened to him more. 

If God is omnipotent and omniscient, why didn't he start the universe out in the first place so it would come out the way he wants? 

Why's he constantly repairing and complaining? 

No, there's one thing the Bible makes clear: 

The biblical God is a sloppy manufacturer. 

He's not good at design, 

He's not good at execution.

He'd be out of business if there was any competition

 

Researchers say the average length of a dream is two to three minutes. 

But many people experience their dreams as hours, if they can remember them at all. 

The science of dreaming has been questioned for hundreds of years. Some hypothesize that dreams are our way of processing real events that occur when we're awake. They may also serve as an outlet for repressed hopes and desires. 

Neuroscientists introduce a new theory every few years. 

But honestly, no one knows why we dream or why we have nightmares. 

We just hope that after the dream, we wake up. 

Some people spend their lives trying to make a dream come true. They set a goal, then make a plan on how to achieve it. It works for some people. 

for others, it's not so easy. 

As hard as you work towards the dream, it can feel like the whole world is plotting against you. As you get further away from it, you cling to any sign of hope. And the longer it takes and the more it costs you, you start to consider whether you should give up.

 Do you find a new dream? 

Or do you stick to the one that started you on this journey in the first place?

 

April changes her sweet mind 

Every other second. 

 With her many moods and minds, 

Nothing can be reckoned. 

 I always carry an umbrella, 

 It serves for rain and sun! 

 I take my boots and out I go 

To share in April’s fun

 

Life begins again — in April! 

 How this dead earth comes to flower! 

 How the dry boughs wake and quicken 

 In this blooming, springtime hour! 

Life begins again — in April! 

And the bird is on the wing, 

Books are flowing, breezes tender 

 In a rhapsody of spring

 

The sun was warm but the wind was chill. 

You know how it is with an April day

 

To what purpose, April, do you return again?

Holy Wednesday

 

Holy Wednesday, 

when one of Jesus’s followers, Judas, agreed to betray him;

April

 

April

 

April 

I open wide the portals of the Spring 
To welcome the procession of the flowers, 
With their gay banners, and the birds that sing 
Their song of songs from their aerial towers.
 
I soften with my sunshine and my showers 
The heart of earth; with thoughts of love I glide 
Into the hearts of men; and with the Hours 
Upon the Bull with wreathed horns I ride.

 April is the cruellest month,

breeding Lilacs out of the dead land,

 mixing Memory and desire,

 stirring  dull roots with spring rain

To what purpose, April, do you return again?

April this year, not otherwise 

Than April of a year ago, Is full of whispers, full of sighs

The sun was warm but the wind was chill. 

You know how it is with an April day

The rain plays a little sleep song on our roof at night 

and I love the rain

And with a windy April grace 

The little clouds go by … 

I could not be so sure of Spring

save that it sings in me

Oh, to be in England 

 Now that April’s there,

And whoever wakes in England 

Sees, some mourning, unaware, 

That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf 

 Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf, 

While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough 

 In England — now!

What is in this drink but 

The April sun, squeezed 

Like an orange in My glass?

 I sip the Fire,

 I drink and drink 

Again, 

I am drunk Yes, 

but on the gold of suns…

Life begins again — in April! 

 How this dead earth comes to flower! 

 How the dry boughs wake and quicken 

 In this blooming, springtime hour! 

Life begins again — in April! 

And the bird is on the wing, 

Books are flowing, breezes tender 

 In a rhapsody of spring

April changes her sweet mind 

Every other second. 

 With her many moods and minds, 

Nothing can be reckoned. 

 I always carry an umbrella, 

 It serves for rain and sun! 

 I take my boots and out I go 

To share in April’s fun

Praise the spells and bless the charms,  

I found April in my arms.

  April golden, April cloudy, 

Gracious, cruel, tender, rowdy;

  April soft in flowered languor,

 April cold with sudden anger

, Ever changing, ever true —

 I love April, I love you.

April, April,  

Laugh thy girlish laughter;  

Then, the moment after, 

Weep thy girlish tears! 

April that mine ears Like a lover greetest,

 If I tell thee, sweetest,  

All my hopes and fears,  

April, April,  

Laugh thy golden laughter,

But, the moment after, 

Weep thy golden tears!

April

I open wide the portals of the Spring 
To welcome the procession of the flowers, 
With their gay banners, and the birds that sing 
Their song of songs from their aerial towers.
 
I soften with my sunshine and my showers 
The heart of earth; with thoughts of love I glide 
Into the hearts of men; and with the Hours 
Upon the Bull with wreathed horns I ride.

 

Oh to be in England 

now that April's here