A bird flew
a bird under the car
a bird stuck
a bird struggle

I stop the car
the bird is stuck
the bird is dead
I pull
the soft body

I can't discard
the body on the road
I take a few step
to find a bush
lay the bird down
make a prayer

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This was a strange occurrence.
Made me wonder all day. I went to
the store to get some tools to
help with my geodesic dome.

I want to take it out, so I could
bring it to festival. Paint it
with UV reactive colors, create a
cover have some sort of a trippy
nest. Offer massage, or
introducing people to DMT, call
it the DMT Dome.

I came back home, tried to find
some of the drill bit to
connected with the 9/16' bolts.
I couldn't find anything, but
another wrench. I think using 2
wrenches could be okay, but
having the drill might make the
process faster.

I went outside. I started
cleaning up the dome. I took a
photo of what it looked like now.
It's not that bad, I thought.
An old unfinished dream. The
geodesic dome I built many years
ago ended up being a greenhouse.
We almost had it running a whole
winter one season, with plastic
cover. A irrigation system was
also almost installed in there.

I hasn't been used for a few
years now. Just standing there,
with the remnant of a dream
garden. It wasn't part of my
great plan of cleaning up the
house. I am not sure why.

As soon as I started cleaning it
up, I realized how much emotional
weight it was carrying. We had
bunny in there, we had a garden.
We had dreams and fights about how
to use this space. My ex-wife
hated it for it's shape, always
dissatisfied about the soil, the
trees, the water system, my
inability to cover or close the
space. She couldn't garden
because I couldn't finish the
greenhouse. She couldn't live
because I wasn't providing
enough.

I was the reason, the cause of her
unfulfilled life. The dome was a
perfect example of this.
Unfinished dream, built for my
pleasure, but rendered an
annoyance from her
dissatisfaction. A now, I
transform it. I want to make it
a harem, a pleasure dome. I want
to massage in it, I want to make
love in it, I want to get high in
it, I want to make a photo shoot
turn porno movie in it.
Re-appropriating its beauty.

I bought some paint to test for
black light. Pink, ground
marking, it's cheap and will
probably get the UV. The paint
does reflect UV, but it's pretty
bad on the metal. I wanted to try
the cheapest paint to start with
and the go from there. I know
there are fancy paint that are UV
reactive, but I am sure there are
cheaper option.

Since I have to paint a whole
Geodesic dome, about 170 feet of
pipes, a fancy paint would be
pretty expensive. I'd rather have
it white, but the pink is also
quite nice. I didn't think I'd
like the fluorescent paint, but I
find it inviting. I'll have to
try another brand when I go in
town on Wednesday.

The next step is the cover, which
will probably be challenging to
make. But as soon as I have this,
I can start bringing the dome to
the next event. I hope it can
make it to Rise, but I might be
able to have it ready for What
if, a burner festival happening
right after my birthday.

When I started dismantling the
dome, a few of the people from
the retreat started to help. It
made the cleanup a lot easier.
One of the student who study lay
line on the earth was really
happy to help. We had a good
discussion on how to make these
domes, dousing, energy and the 13
moon cycle calendar. Later that
day, he introduced the whole
group with that calendar and how
to read it, in associated with
Runes, Tarot, elements, chakras.

Quite a heady night, which made
me realized that I am generally
not interested much in 'belief'
based knowledge, and I'm more
into pragmatic spirituality,
based on my own energy
cultivation that I can experience
on my own.