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Year of the Cat

Urania was the Greek Muse of astronomy or astrology or the heavens. There is a river Meuse {in Dutch; Maas in French or Belgian} which runs from Northern France to the Netherlands. I believe that Zeus, when he was a god, might possibly have married a French-Irish woman from the island of Britain with which he had the nine Muse sisters including Urania. Jeanine is the final Urania. Urania comes from the Greek word Ourania, "the heavenly one", from ouranos, heaven. Is Jeanine a reincarnation of the 'heavenly' Muse Urania??

by Al Stewart

Through A Hidden Door SHE Leads You Through...

On a morning from a Bogart movie In a country where they turn back time You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre contemplating a crime She comes out of the sun in a silk dress running like a watercolour in the rain Don't bother asking for an explanation She'll just tell you that she came
In the year of the cat.
She doesn't give you time for questions As she locks up your arm in hers And you follow 'till your sense of which direction Completely disappears By the blue tiled walls near the market stalls There's a hidden door she leads you to These days, she says, I feel my life Just like a river running through The year of the cat. She looks at you so cooly and her eyes shine like the moon in the sea She comes in incense and patchouli So you take her, to find what's waiting inside
The year of the cat.
Well morning comes and you're still with her And the bus and the tourists are gone And you've thrown away the choice and lost your ticket So you have to stay on But the drum-beat strains of the night remain In the rhythm of the new born day You know sometime you're bound to leave her But for now you're going to stay
In the year of the cat.

Now we get to the year 1998, the Year of the Cat. When my mother had me, I was delivered by a Doctor E.C. Glenn. I got a look at him later when he was the family doctor. What struck me then was that he looked like Peter Lorre's twin brother or Peter Lorre himself.
When I had to make love to a woman in order to give birth to Jeanine, we were tripping on mescaline. I haven't touched hallucinogens now for 20 years. We decided to go around by the Wisconsin River next to the Biron Dam.
On our way, I noticed on the mailbox of a very beautiful two story home with a double garage E.C. Glenn. The only trouble with this doctor's enormous wealthy looking house is that the paint looked like it was pealing off in long flakes and hadn't been painted in 20 years. I don't know whether it was the hallucinogen or whether the paint on his home was really pealing that bad. It looked like a wealthy man's house out of a 50s horror movie. All I knew is it fit with Peter Lorre.
Was Peter Lorre contemplating a crime when I was born??
In the Year of the Cat, I have gone on a trip to the Virgin Islands where the plane was above the cloud line and the sunlight on the white-painted window ledge blinked for about a second and the plane pilot came back looking stunned.
Also in the Year of the Cat, I was sitting out in front of my new apartment looking out over the sun rising over my old apartment when suddenly it flashed out and on again.
Between January of 1998 and May 20, 5 pm, I received about 30 deadline telephone calls where I would say, "Hello?? Jeanine?? I put out the sun on my trip to the Virgin Islands!" or I would say, "Hello...Jeanine?? Click!" from the other end of the line. Thirty of these.
Just before my birthday I got one of these deadline phone calls and said, "Hello?? Joe Cocker does a song called The Letter." The following Saturday before my birthday I got another one and said, "Hello?? Joe Cocker was your father when you were the Virgin Mary..." Friday before my birthday I get another one. "Hello. Click!" from her end of the line. My birthday comes. No letter.
The day after my birthday at exactly 5 pm, quitting time, if you work a 9-5, I received another dead line phone call. "Hello?? Jeanine?? Another DeadLine Phone call again, Huh? Nuts!*&?%$#!" And I hung up.
I will put up the lyrics to The Year of the Cat by Al Stewart tomorrow. I expect that Jeanine will come back on her own shortly. When she does, I think she will make it a very special time for both of us...
P.S.-"I never dreamed my woman would become an immense project!!??"

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Year of the Cat

P.S.-"I never dreamed my woman would become an immense project!!??"

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