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     Olmeoaxaca Tlaloco |
The 13-day period Quiahuitl (Rain) is ruled by Tlaloc, He Who Makes Things Sprout, god of rain, lightning and thunder. This trecena represents a time of alternating drought and flood. There is either not enough or too much. It is a time of hardship and suffering. The rainmaker stands alone atop the mountain, holding firesticks and a medicine bundle: help will be offered but may not be accepted. Some will have prepared for this time but not enough to care for everyone in need. These are good days to pursue solitude and learning; bad days to count on others. Count on others. Time to update the old Bio. When I left the Enterprise, in semi-disgrace, Meredith was supposed to come with me. She was killed the day I left. Let's see. The Coro. What a ship. Thank the gods that our good exec saw fit to ignore the JAG. Then what? Addiction, right off the bat. More Frank's drug. A visit from the former prince (read Druglord) of Frank's planet. Pain, help - Katherine Janeway. Hard Times, good people. Lots of ceremonies, life and death, an explosion, Kath's leaving, Ungtae's death, the way my eyes exploded in space- my blindness, meeting K. The Doc's cure. I almost forgot, my resotoration to Commander. And now, of all the wonders, I am going to be a father, and my child will be born inponderable light years from Tenochtitlan. Do I tell K about the dangers that await our child? The Other swore to pursue my family to the third generation. It may be necessary to hide him genetically and in name to keep him safe. Why do I say "him"? Xuitzilpochli told me that I am in control of my fate. I have been a poor steward of that fate so far. I know from viruses. |