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| Timestamp: December 15, 2025 - 4:08 pm. Cellphone photo, DS. |
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| Timestamp: December 15, 2025 - 4:58 pm. Cellphone photo, DS. |
The moon, which almost seems strangely full - strangely, because (I swear) it was in its new phase only 3 or 4 days ago - is nested in a pale puff of clouds. Then again, somewhere else in the world or outside of it, the moon is full, depending upon our hypothetical watcher's perspective.
The color of the sky is one shade of an indescribable iridescent blue/grey color I've seen nowhere else other than NM. The much paler clouds hover ghost-like there, darkening as the night cycles by. They'll continue to shift and transform - so slowly you won't even notice - till the early morning, before they drift away.
On this day, however, when the clock strikes midnight, an official transformation will take place: the year 2025 will slide into year 2026, AD (CE).* For some of us, it already has. For some of us it hasn't quite yet, which is why I wanted to post so late in the day. Because it's all so relative, and relativity is important when attempting to define a transdimensional moment.
I confess, I've spent weeks attempting to rethink and redefine transdimensionalism after the content of Once Upon a Transdimensional Day forced me to fully realize that all previous attempts on my part were in adequate.
I want to apologize for leaving that post hanging in mid-air for weeks, with that prematurely-made promise: "Text to come." I didn't intend to lie; I just overestimated my ability to write that text. I didn't foresee the severe case of writer's block that would follow...
(This post is being written live; more appears below the jump!)

