The other night I was shown the bunny in the moon. I had heard of the man in the moon of course, but the bunny in the moon?
Now, I’ve stared at the moon, had long meaningful conversations with the moon, sang to the moon, prayed while staring at the moon, dreamt of going to the moon, have yet to dance naked under the moon, but never once did I notice the bunny in the moon. I can’t believe I never noticed. He is so obviously there!
I’ve always thought of the moon as sort of mystical, carrying great powers over our planet and it’s inhabitants. Supposedly the moon has no real gravitational affect on the human body like it does on earth. Scientifically, research has shown than the full moon has no known correlation with people going haywire, or turning into werewolves during that time. Personally, I haven’t witnessed anyone turning into a werewolf, but I have seen people act wacky during a full moon. I myself get a little off kilter during that time. Yep, even more so than I normally am.
I’m diggin’ the moon bunny… so thanks Paul for pointing him out to me.
—same bat time, same bat channel.
