Out of Battery

Surprise, surprise!
This morning, an angel architecture concert,
Lost my umbrella I used against the snow
My sleeping baby ran out of battery.

meat

The most I can say about today was that it gave me too much meat.

Ending? The world is?

Oh yeah.., isn't the world supposed to end today?
I'd forgot.

Death and Truth

I think I finally realized today. Even if I die today, even despite everything I've written about my life, my feelings, my dreams, myself, it would never be the same. I would still be dead. People who know me, know me through a general knowledge of a general idea formed in their mind of who 'I' am. I have to deal with the truth and lies of it all. Who they see in me and as me, is a truth in itself. But who I see in myself, and who I see as myself is also the truth. They are different, parallel, perpendicular, and the same. But the only thing that would be left if I passed away today would be the truth they see. My truth would go with me. It would not stay here. Is that why I still live? To try my best to pass my truth into the eyes of other people? Or is it something else? Do I want to change it? The truth?

Ideas

Dealing with horses and dirt. Startling and tiring, days turn on and on and on and on. Until I make a mistake? Yet I actually feel fulfilled if I have a busy day that I finish things. An Australian dude talking about miniskirts, and I just laugh along. La la la la. Ha ha ha ha. The sounds of singing and laughing are so close, aren't they? I write and write, and all my ideas are milked out of me. Seeping. At the end of it is a trick where all my cleverness is snatched away onto paper. I have no more ideas.

Wolf Walking Home

Huffing and puffing, but not on a house. Up the hill.

Crescent Rolls

My mother makes the best crescent rolls I've ever tasted. She happened to make them today, and they were gone in less than 10 minutes. Serious.

Cleaning Today

Clean, clean, cleanity, Clean. Clean-ness all around the world..CLEAN , yes CLEAN. That's what I did today. It is something people put off, but is greatly appreciated by the same species. Everything's "Pika-pika" now.