The Turkey Tale image appears over the Midwest like a response to the prior frame, giving the sequence of images an air of Ouija-board communications with an invisible ghostly sentinel. Also, I had just added a link to "hTERC". This might be a typical "I see you, do you see me?" signal from the Watcher,Our Heavenly Father, or the Spirit of the Divine Wind. The cosmic mind-mirror responds on a time-table governed by the forces which control the cloud cover at every altitude, it seems, showing a look-ahead effect as we rise to the plane of the constellations with its sub-illustrations in imaging nebulae and imaging galaxies. At this time the constellation Corvus beside the Cup of Crater becomes visible in the evening sky over the rump of Hydra, at Heaven's Gate near M83, the doorway of the soul. I was married in 1983 to my 2nd wife Jo, and the galaxy M83 resembles a hilarious cartoon of our wedding. By Memorial Day Corvus rotates into a hard prism resembling a gravestone at The Door into Summer, as Geinah's grief for the departed spirit of Orion vanishing over the horizon in his Winter Crescent arc of stars solidifies like a black rock pointing towards Virgo and signaling "Alchita". The hope signified by the star Alsharasif (Al share as if) is no more in view. Orion's remnant in the sky is his battle-axe resume Gemini, arcing over the setting sun in a rainbow of stars as the Big Dipper passes over upside-down, emptying its load of Spring waters falling like the gentle rain from heaven.
Music[2]: Cher: If I Could Turn Back Time.

Today I opened a happy 59th birthday letter from my brother Rick in Arizona, who appears as a stork in the above photo because he wrote that he wished he'd had at least three children, instead of just one. Then I described some problems that made me seem like I was having a Pheasant Day. Note how the crown of the Pheasant makes him seem to be a great chef who has thoroughly cooked his goose. Humorously, the king's crown windows of the church where my parents were married shows 3 phalluses per window in 8 windows, showing 24 events in the lower tier of the crown, while the upper part of the crown shows another 4 phalluses per window in 8 windows, for an outer limit of 32 events, the whole resembling an inner string of pearls surrounded by an outer string of pearls, positioned like the inner and outer sums of Archimedes in his approach to finding a value for pi = 3.14159.... Song: Lusty Month of May. Perhaps now we shall return to the problem of mixing oils for the union to come. It gives a certain edge to rejuvenation problem research in the Shangri-La Sciences, at the edge of forever. Once we had our Andromeda woman in our sights as Orion, then Corvus rolled around like the cross of a woman viewing her husband-to-be sinking over the horizon like a battleaxe resume (Gemini) wired to a Rolling Stone, and we had Lost Horizon when Corvus arrived at the tombstone angle of presentation on Memorial Day.