There's no Picknick.

Dear Journal,

There's no excess food or frivolity, only cold discipline.

When i sit at cold in Ashald Park, for mornings, nights and mornings i think of flowers, poetry, beauty ... of fountain and nice gardener that is a little too wild.

... it's not like when i sat before Triad's Temple, no such stiffness or remorse.

There's calmness and ethereal amaze, spirituality different way.

Such are women artist spiritual chores, men rarely understand what we do.

-- Yours, Chea Allin, a Selunite Witch & a Seeker of Enlightened Energies.