Greetings from Xenon
And you think I’m bad! I’ve got friends who have ID cards printed up that say they’re from the planet Xenon. That’s way out past Ursa Minor you know, maybe three or five hundred light years away
The Woman and the Sun
Aztec prayer said at deathbeds: “You have passed through the labors of life, / And now the gods knock at your door. But do not fear. Lying there beside / the specter of death, a child waits to be born.