Transmitting from the Mojave Wilderness in Joshua Tree, California.

Now is the time for Desert Oracle Radio, the voice of the desert.

Night has fallen on the desert.

Early September, Jupiter tucked under the two-thirds moon at midnight.

My favorite of La Luna's many forms and phases.

There's a very heavy aspect to it low over the eastern horizon like the Death Star

under construction

the Owls are hooting

in three different octaves a whole choir by relay, a choir of the night.

The air has turned cool again, the wind only whispering.

Strange old verses rise up in my mind,

tales of bloody fields and feasting halls and epic battles.

Yeah. and epic battles. Low praise of the prowess of the prowess of people kings, of spear-armed dames and days long sped.

We have heard and would honor the aphilings won.

Or maybe this from Coleridge, that graybeard loon.

The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew, the furrow followed free.

We were the first that ever burst into that silent sea.

There are some from times nearer to us, even if the tails are older.

The hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new lands to fight the horde

Sing and cry

Valhalla I am coming

On we sweep

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