Someone wanted to be someone someone listened to. Someone who asked questions they could answer and feel wanted needed known. Yes there was a barrel and there were some laughs to have at all. Is there any changing it at all. Sure and it is changing all the time. If…

… — It is ever everything to be and come to know and sometimes to discard let go release be free of and be feeling free again. — It is ever being something like a play of things. — Life can be like it something when you look it at that way…

And wave and wave and wave. A sound is round. At last I am a man he said. She said no I prefer you. It is in the interest of. Surreal because it stays inside out. Against the wind is thoughtless. But not unkind. There’s a winter coming. And it’s going to be here. Listen to the…

All day the rest tomorrow tomorrow pressure hard pressure soft ring in the changes the chances piano at the most met in a room too large for it to sound right take off you into space outer inner matter taste of coffee without sugar milk butter or whatever. Knowing when…

i’m exhausted. are you exhausted? if it’s not one thing, it’s another. at the mercy of forces and losing all control. it’s a total struggle to negotiate thinking and talking. i hear wind traffic and birds. it helps. what is here for the moment is not here for the moment. be gentle. be kind. be soft. who am i talking to, exactly?

a tickle in the brain. what is it all about? i don’t know. it is like the itch that does not go away until you scratch it hard and you regret it. and you also bleed a little bit. there is sometimes strength in resistance to that scratching. power is awakened and established as a resource.

all that i am saying. in the door. and the lesson learnt the coffee burnt the taste of it ok still. every word follows every other word and you might think you know the first one. dad. mom. that. what. the sounds cadence is the meaning too you know. listen…

Earth mystery from the table scraps same song sung today the first ring of summer going going gone gong overture overturn overnight a new and different feeling and the cross stitch era coming to a close while glass prices continue to go up everything is going one way or another and…

expected something weird and got something weird. feel anxious. going to try some cbd to see if that calms me. my thoughts. war is constant. learn how to be a warrior. pick a style. or discover it. and then choose it. you will know if by the way it feels. for me soft style wins.