pisces like books with titles like “the sedona guide to interplanetary communication”, “how to talk to plants and put spells on stars”, “the book of secrets”, and “finding crystals in the magical forest”. essentially, they could live in the metaphysical section of borders.

deep, lost in the woods… surrounded by wild gardens, pools of fish, ancient trees, herb & vegetable gardens, and covered in ivy and sweet pea. to the north, there are vast, purple mountains with thick brush and wise shaman sit on the cliffs smoking tobacco out of carved, wooden pipes. to the west, there are fields of wild roses and a wide sky of full moons and sparkling constellations. to the south, nymph-like deer scamper and indigenous people celebrate the earth with fire dances. to the east, there is a roaming desert where bits of crystal and scorpion tails glitter in the sun.

dancing in a forest of treasures, blue pixie dust dripping from my nose. I dress in giant bag lady clothes, tons of glitter and beautiful turquoise in my gypsy skirts and harem pants, I am always in tune with the nature around me, I am a moonchild, and my third eye is like my best friend. I collect dried mushrooms, Buddha figures, jade, and various crystals.  can we imaginarily hold hands and skip through the cosmos together and make daisies and sea horses grow out of our footprints?  that would be my sweetest fantasy. all of the flowers and sea creatures would float in the air like ghosts and play in the moonbeams, little seashell sparkles twinkling off of them.

Acid Aliens and Rainbow Pyramids and Cat Martians

Yogic Secrets of the Dark Goddess: Moon Warriors of the Tie-Dye Sky

Wolf Tea