Far away, a dust particle shivers, dry and electrostatic, and another, and a churning begins.
It hums and shuffles the files on his Computer display and touches his cheek and he mutters in his sleep.
It squeezes through the atoms of the hypercompressed glass window and bursts out into the Martian night—cold and glowing at its edges, sand creaking silently and shifting in a tenuous drift of CO2.
Another infant duststorm kicking up on the far horizon.
AN EXPLOSION DREAMT
☉ sun 1
☽ moon
CONRAD GOES WALKABOUT
☿ mercury
CONRAD ACCIDENTALLY DELETES MANY PAGES OF NOTES
♀ venus
⊕ earth
AN ECHO OF AN ARGUMENT BETWEEN TWO PEOPLE WHO MET BRIEFLY,
♅ uranus 1
WHAT HAPPENED TO JAMES / WALKABOUT CONT.
♃ jupiter
REPORT AFTER INCIDENT IN PYRAMID 6551-C LEARNING SECTOR
🜚 sun 2
CONRAD OVERREACTS AGAIN, THEN HAS A VERY LONG NIGHTMARE
☌ conjunction
HELLO AND WELCOME BACK TO THE CONSCIOUSNESS HOLOGRAM
♄ saturn
⊗ part of fortune
• sand
TEOAABTPWMB, OOWIND PT. 2, OR,
⛢ uranus 2
—♆ neptune
—☍ opposition
—♂ mars
WHICH WERE VITALLY IMPORTANT TO THE NARRATIVE OF HIS BIG WRITING PROJECT,
“WHAT I’M SAD ABOUT WHEN I’M SAD ON MARS”
ONE OF WHOM IS NOW DEAD
WHEN WILL THIS DEAD GUY STOP TALKING OVER ME, OR,
HEY CONRAD, THE END OF YOUR SHITTY TRAVELOGUE
IS CALLING
—⧬ eris
—♇ pluto
-℞ retrograde