going with the flow

cotton ball skys

i lie among the flowers

 

some things we out grow

small town theaters with big names

and halloween

 

‘a house fly wing’

from my crappy 6meg camera

 

 

 

 

 

oops. well it has been an adventure.

what have i learned so far? first off, don’t offer your sister in law as payment for your castle.

no matter how good the deal, dont do it!

if your a god, your gonna have incest issues.

kidding aside,

this was an incredible telling.

the set design while seeming to be minimalistic was anything but.

the art director stepped into the realm of stage magic and illusion.

visually stunning.

 

so many of our contemporary stories echo these operas,from sleeping beauty,the hobbit and the lord of the rings and surprisingly star wars. 

i gotta say here that ive never been a fan of opera.

get a group of large folks together and bellowing at one another, and well,

its like my family gathering.

you only do it cuz you have to.

this was a joy.

i hope you can make room for it.

it is a little long.

14hrs+ over 4 nights.

 

 

 

 

as many of you can tell i enjoy my morning walks. its a little over a half mile.

i have three basic parade routes and two alternates, one of which is the rock creek walk,my sometime sunday walk.

i mainly walk up the alleys,theres something real in alleys. 

if im not too people’y i’ll walk the alleys.

walking on main is a bit different, i have to walk by the high school annex, the more out spoken,unruly go here.

their flippancy is not lost on me. i try to put an air of ‘dont fling your shit at me’ referencing the zoos monkey cage.

i escape an unflung hero most days. and no i dont have an ‘extra’ cigarette.

most of my encounters are a reflection of my inner dialogue and mind set. 

seeing others as a reflection of oneself is an interesting thing to do.

those days of peaceful calm im met with friendly smiles. i love it when i walk by a woman and i see shes looking for my smile with her own. then her eyes sparkle when i do.
 in that moment i seem to exist in the real world,and its a nice place.

men are a different breed they feel a challenge it seems,depending on age. what ever it is its strikes me as an insecurity.

poor bastards.

this morning was oddly different.

my air this morning was one of certainty, certainty of change and comfort in that.

ive always found a comfort in my angst. this morning i wasnt going to have it.

on the way in this morning, woman young and old smiled as if we were all in on the secret, the men i walked passed nodded with respect, this was odd. it gave me a sense of presents. as a man among men. 

so many say they dont care what others think of them, i dont, its not my business, but i do see myself in your eyes.

when i hate you, i hate me.

just sayn’

may you all have a beautiful day