Solstice. Top of the cycle to you! A day like any other, only a little bit more of it. The sun don’t get no higher.
Solstice. Focus of gatherings from Stonehenge to New Mexico. Somewhere in these 24 hours people are prostrating, worshipping, chanting, contemplating, decrying the big ball of fire in the sky. And why not? It holds a fairly significant place in our existence. Without it there would be none. Not here, anyway. And with global warming, it could hold a fairly significant place in the end of our existence. Our relationship with Ra is tenuous, it turns out. Any drought victim or skin cancer sufferer will attest to that. Giver of life, taker of life: master blaster.
Solstice. Day like any other.