7/6/12: My hands craft and blend the bamboo pole to a smooth grip. Much like black smiths of forging fine smooth rings. The ones they screw up, they put a gem and pattern wrinkles.
7/7/12: The night haze finally leaves when the sun comes out and whines in a heat wave for a cloudless sky to enjoy her own blue haze. Apparently, the sun's is PMSing and would like the clouds to get their emo blob faces away from her. Sitting in the middle of the blue sky, the sun gets excited when she sees the humans running under shelter, and she even laughs when the vultures come out to do clean up around the dry fields. Basically she has nothing better to do than to scorch the earth and leave scars behind.
7/8/12: Why, why, why does there have to be a buzz sawing going off in the summer? The summer's theme is blue skies, warm lakes, and power tools getting horny. The heat makes us animals, we get frustrated when the heat keeps building and we can't escape to feel the chill again. We just get hotter and hotter, and getting naked isn't the issue, even if you allow cool air, you allow sound to invade your privacy. Large bs pouring into your home, and small secrets leak out from your windows, but the heat keeps coming.
7/9/12: Food is consumed and forgotten, just as time is sped up and goes by. It stings even more when the goals you set up are empty and seeking to work becomes pointless. The questions about yourself are being, but you already know the answer, but you also hope that an answer will come to fill the void, but you got that from characters who felt special. The void only starts to close when you work towards your career.
7/10/12: The summer comes, but the expected population overload never begins. There is not even half a crowd except a parking lot full of squeaking birds and trash bags following the wind's current. Then a bum comes out of the overgrown black berry bush.
7/11/12: There will always be certain individuals who wished they were either born in the past or future. They think their talents as of now would give them an advantage over others or what they imagine is now possible. Then they see the problems of lacking modern medicine or everyone else is vastly superior to them. And then there will always certain individuals who wished they were either in the past or the future from the past or the future.
7/12/12: You know I saw something badass out on the bay, but I'm not telling you. Why should I tell you the things I find and be expected to share such wonderful moments in life. I could be rich, selling my mental memories to those who have money to waste to hear. Don't tell me I'm cheap, businessnesses do this kind of marketing all the time. It would be ethical to just give to you free and....I'll tell you tomorrow, unless you'll pay a quarter to go for another twenty minutes. Loadings are included in the time.
7/13/12: And now, the continuing part two of 7/12/12 will not be seen tonight so that we can pay homage for Friday the 13th........................................................................................................... Nothing bad is happening for the moment, but I don't feel comfortable for leaving the house today, becasue there is always an old man staring at me. Maybe I should go scare him.
7/14/12: I scrap off the paint peeling away like it waits for eternity to have the old wood naked again. Actually, it just looked shitty, dying, and seeing too many old beach houses go the same way, but we're a few miles from a bay, not a beach.
7/15/12: I know I've got some damn good skills, but I feel them rusting and unable to a fitting place. Yet everything is unfitting outthere unless you make your groove. No, not the dancing, I mean make the marks, think of the space as progression, keep working and working, then it won't feel like work, but then you're going to have to think about the family, ha ha ha ha. Now that's the twist.
7/17/12: There is a bird chirping a tune, but I swear they were listening to punk-rock song though I'm not sure who exactly. If you play the guitar the bird can be a good substituent for a vocal singer. Just make him sound more aggressive in his mating calls.
7/20/12: There is power when one aches and moans from sore muscles, but its not for the audience or the self, but it is. When you have tired bones, you feel like a badass, that you're tough. You wish that were true, you know that can't be really the case. Maybe it will +10 points of love affection from your parnters, but you don't have any energy to show them your affection except sleeping. You wish you can endure anything and maybe you can.
7/21/12: There is a peach blue sky and a cool climate, but that usually means its a nice day, but I don't have to tell you about that. I would tell you to shoe. I am alone in spirit or I feel alone in spirit.
7/22/12: Cloudy day. Whisper wind. Think of sheering blades. Get lost in ruins. Wait for rain. Refresh. Feel alive. Smell the water Go home. Look out the window.
7/29/12: I found some treasure in the garbage the other day and this morning I said there is no garbage would have any tresure. Its the supersition business at work, trying to make a business of making the magic and miracles happen and demonstrating that they are a top class espionage. How else could I have spotted four good glasses on top of a garbage can. It may be luck, but my magic concious tells someone employed them to set this up. Who cares, I got treasure anyway, why would they throw away four good glasses.
7/30/12: Popular isn't as great as most people believe. Swarms gather and splash all over one another to scavage what they find or what is left. Most hide in the corners to avoid attention and beat the others to one goal to another. Desperation grows strong from the money splashed out from their pockets and they don't bother to bargein, they rather worship.
