I just had a beautiful, pure, spiritual moment. Dancing in the street in the dead of night, in the light of the full moon... The dancing part is/was a little iffy, I'll admit - it's not something I'm very interested in and thus I'm not well practised, but it was pure unadulterated fun, and I used the energy of the moonlight to allow me this moment of pure joy. It was so poetic, and just minutes ago I was writing worded poetry, but this experience... I cannot express it in mere words. Perhaps someone greater than myself could. I want to go lie down in the street again, as I did during a lull in the song, but I know that it would be to sleep, and I know that this would not be good come the time when cars are once again on the road... But that was the most spiritual moment I've ever had, in full communion with whatever power supplies the energy in the moonlight, in complete disregard for the real world outside of my jagged patch of moonlight amidst the smooth blacktop. I'm so glad I took my ipod out in the car earlier and left it there... otherwise this would never have happened... Tears are now filling my eyes remembering it, and thinking that now my consciousness must end... I am to bed. Goodnight (and at present I am somewhat inspired to say "Goddess Bless" :) ) ~ Beth (as I am in moonlight)