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On the way to work today (nostalgia).

On the way to work today (nostalgia).

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9.27.2018

left – right

left – right

up – down

up – down

red lights

parents wave goodbye

only for the day.

school bus

notes… not sure how the school buses function where you are, here it seems to be pretty much the same since I was a wee lad, the ritual of parents escorting you to the corner to board onto the bus for the day, seems like forever a go,  the memories came charging back so vividly when I was stuck behind a bus this morning (mesmerized by the rhythm of the lights). something that was so routine it was the routine, all we knew, gone after being there for so long, like everything else we get used to, life marches on.

Musical choice?  I am in the need of some classical, so time to pull out an old fave…

Sebelius : Finlandia (as performed by the BBC Symphony and Chorus)

Perspective…

Perspective…

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I think I would rather much prefer to live among the towers of flowers, given the preference of perspective, thank you very much.

(semi crappy photos from a rest area on the GSP, find beauty wherever you may go – it is there, just look and observe! This time of year there are just these vast fields of wild flowers all over the parkway…I felt I had to grab some pics, I should grab some more because in a blink these little suns will be gone…)

weird trippy music for my weird mood dude (and dudettes)….

Tiamat – The Desolate One

Switchel. heard of it?

Switchel. heard of it?

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What in the heck ? So, as I have mentioned before I work for an NCR affiliate (short version I fix computers in supermarkets)… so… I get to sample some of the latest vendor offerings they are trying to peddle/sell in the local area.  (I usually stick to trying all sorts of the new drink offerings).  Yesterday I was up in north jersey (township of washington), this particular chain always has some cool new items, so I ran across (this) and decided to give it a whirl…  I gotta say, (first learning what the hell Switchel is), damn tasty, I don’t like anything too sweet (and I am allergic to chocolate, side note, when I tell people that (especially the ladies) they almost look like a small part of them died inside – it’s just chocolate people! – I guess I don’t understand)… anyway, I had the maple/ginger one, I like tart/sour things (like kombucha) and maple syrup is not too sugary/sweet… pretty interesting taste profile on this thing (with a little ginger kick as well).  Check it out if you see it… or make some switchel yourself.

Sabre-tooth.

Sabre-tooth.

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“extinction” 6.3.18

I am the last sabre-tooth

in a human mind

I survived

the great collide

yucatan

and so far survived,

the rise of man

notes… a mix of metaphor and some science thrown in for good measure, in a way I am juxtaposing the great extinction of the dinosaurs against the coming extinction… well, of us? or everything else?  something to think about…  (although I know the earth will be fine, she will silently outlive us all.. rise and fall… maybe even another whole genus of hominids (or talking upright donkeys with wings – pegassus ?) will rise after we are wiped out by ourselves or something else)

da’ music… I am going to go softball and toss an obvious one here…

Megadeth – Countdown to Extinction

pretty light fare even for them … and for me… but I don’t always need to listen to songs that blister my brain with blast beats… well, at least part of the time it seems.

we all have tried (admit it).

we all have tried (admit it).

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“little birds” 6.23.2018

little birds

outside my car

they seem afraid

how do they know me

I toss them bits of bread

in an effort

to show I am a friend

I don’t think they buy it

but I had to try

notes… we all have tried to lure the birds, some are cautious, some are courageous, we pretend to think they understand us… but they are just trying to survive… how different  are we… who is tossing us crumbs ?

also.. this is me being kind of haiku-ish in mode but not form.  Total kudos to those who like the constraint, I’m not wired that way.

and for no reason… just posting one of the most underrated songs of the “grunge” (ugh that hurts me to type…) age.

Helmet – Unsung

empowerment, truth.

empowerment, truth.

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“huntress” 6.28.2018

diamonds like daggers

adorn around her form-

she scans the room

prodding, invading

with a mask of guile

throwing around

intoxicating smiles

they do not stand a chance

unwittingly lining up

to be picked up

like fruit from a tree

to which to whet her appetite

to which delight

and all in the while

they pretend

they have some measure

of control

when there is no doubt

she has it all

not even a game

not even remotely fair

just a moment

before she springs

her snare

and suffocates

the coils wrap

she takes the air

and all she wants

she simply, casually – takes.

Notes… am I past the swoon of a beautiful woman?  sure, I could try and be cool smooth internet guy and lie that I have not been led by my eyes (or something else residing lower).  But as you get older (hopefully) wiser… you realize (hopefully) that there is beauty in so many places other than obvious pleasing visions.  Beauty is nice, it is a lovely component but it certainly does not mean a person is better… and it is all relative. Which would you rather have .. beauty or happiness ?

Music.. I can’t even put into words, how much I love this…  Tori, she is just brilliant… and live a revelation…

Tori Amos – Upside Down (live)

Still gives me the chills after all these years.  true art my friends.

Find beauty… everywhere, stop, look – do it.

Find beauty… everywhere, stop, look – do it.

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8.3.2018

“finding beauty, wherever you may go”

I don’t quite live in the city. I don’t quite live in suburbia. I exist somewhere in between. I pass by lots of concrete but also lots of leaves (this time of year, at least). Back to my point, my thrust… You should find beauty, wherever you may go.

A speck, something to upturn the day. A face – in a cloud, A face – in a crowd. A child’s smile, a child’s laugh, a child crying. Often if I hear a child crying I will smile (wait… hear me out)… For I was once that child, it is the purest sound, of life. For I was a child once, not so long ago (at least in cosmic time). Crying over something simple but we are just larger children now, worrying about larger things. But what is the difference between a switch of licorice and a mortgage ?

I saw a stream by the roadside. I should have stopped when spontaneity threw it’s hook out. I should have pulled over. But I did not. But I should. To find beauty in a moment. I truly should… endeavor to find beauty, wherever I may go.

Notes… I have posted some photos recently on this blog (you probably noticed)… I am literally trying the above, but not just photos… with my words, we will see how it goes, I want to focus on life… because I am alive now!  we all feel immortal, until…

Musical selection ?  here is how huge a geek I am…

Lindsey Stirling – Zelda Medley

I can not tell you what a dopey smile that brings to my face… the hours playing that utterly iconic game… but check out her other stuff, awesomely talented player … and she covers all sorts of the geek realms..

The mystique of a boutique airport.

The mystique of a boutique airport.

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Teterboro airport… in North New Jersey… I thought it looked cool tonight so I pulled over and took a couple of pics.. I’m a writer, a poet, not a shutterbug, so forgive me you professionals out there… Although I dig the framing I did (on purpose, I swear) on pic 3 with that little utility house thing)… I wrote a poem about this airport (well, driving by it all the friggin time)… you can see the crossroads sign that references rt 46… road signs are a sure sign of a particular country, something we take for granted… think about it… even here by me we have great diversity in street signs town to town (how about by you?)… someone should write a blog about such things.. but what do I know….

cupid, my friend.

cupid, my friend.

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“love comes a knockin’ ” 8/3/18

Cupid,
my old cherubim, my old friend,
you are looking worn
and tired
but you are back again
stubborn fool
I thought you knew
knew me by now
and why I rule you out
out of my house
my friend
nice to see you
but I must show you the door
even though
I know
you will call again.

notes?  nah… this one is pretty easy to dissect…

music though >? hells yeah!  more obscure stuff as I feel (know) I am an encyclopedia of music (something about my claptrap impossible mind holding all thoughts)…

Second Self “Red October”

Great tune, no traction in the factions of the populous though…  My cousin Renee turned me on to this when she worked for VH1 back in the day (I remember so distinctly her handing me the CD in the cellar of that house… I don’t know why it was so vivid, it felt like an inside job… some band that was supposed to be huge and I was gifted this CD before release… before the internet), tell me the chorus ain’t catchy and I will think you don’t know music… ok, maybe I won’t be THAT harsh… but c’mon now!

Comments and thoughts are always appreciated… and criticism is even better honestly. and to be honest… this is the lesser of the pieces I wrote today, the others were much longer and will take longer to transcribe (from my terrible hand writing and having the time), I am trying to find some way to post in a more consistent manner… more in line with my writing, as I can find… some track, some path, I am just creating.