Disparu...

Where are the angels?
They dissapear.
One after the other.
Like the indians.
Like the broken face of the moon.
Oh disparu.
Oh disparu.

Metallic Falcons - Disparu

First quarter Moon is particularly beautiful today. She is like a mother with a big lap to comfort us all. I think after being lying in the Sun for so long I am starting to transition to my "Moonie" Phase too, finding balance in the opposites, always

Let's see what does "La Roue de La Fortune" bring to me this time