my solar eclipse 2017

the solar eclipse was the antidote to the harsh experience with yogatrump. we went in the lake just by yogatrump's empty platform. two little girls played like otters. everyone was gentled by the sun/moon atmosphere. everyone looked up in awe and hush. even the traffic was stilled. i know the eclipse will not vaporize the yogatrump. but maybe his hate will. and maybe i helped. i feel strongly and clearly the need to identify and shun the haters. i like to imagine him shunned from his platform. i might even imagine myself in the empty place vacant of hate, maybe doing my sun salutation, and diving in the lake with mister.