9/26/12: Time and season pick us up from the the messy and summer grounds. The cold in the mornings makes my mind feel I can work in the business and that walking outside is now more of a privilege than a playground. I can be more civil again without fear of generating heat. Let this cold silence the land to become a peaceful scenery. Finally the chit-chat will shut-up.
9/27/12: Fog comes into town and with it change of season. I'm starting to think nature is performing a constant play, but the can't decide when to stop the performance, since all it sees is its own spectacular performance it can't get itself enough that it wants more. Ignoring that people now want performances in short compact pieces for something to remember. Maybe that's why some idiots subconsciously ruin the the world. They just want to end it.
9/28/12: I don't know if I'm awake, but my eyes feel I'm living inside a portrait, never knowing when I will get out of or should get out. I just say what the hell is going on, what am I doing. My nerves want me to follow the fussy drama step in the doubt process. Yet why am I inclined to follow that next step? Later in the day, I blame the god voice who apparently commends me in between my thoughts.
10/5/12: Halloween, the best time to load up on sugar and make people participate in a Scream ritual. No one will die; they'll just let out a bunch of razz-berry jam.
10/6/12: Damn it, the zombies are back. No, I don't want a hickie initiation.
10/8/12: Every October, in the spirit of Halloween, Mothers should let kids play together so the infected can spread the latest version of common cold-mutation. Their new Immune system version 300,458,920.0 is now a reality. They're already doing it with Chicken Pox, why stop there? Time to give rise to a new breed of humans.
Warning: Mothers must not confuse with colds to flus, bacteria infection, or serious infected diseases. Immune System is not liable for damaged products. Suggested-Manipulated Advise is only to be considered by humans only. We are no responsible for alien matters.
10/9/12: The fog is given a bad name at this month. Damn historical menaces play with this damper to conduct murders. I would rather see the fog as sign that the land is sacred and only the worthy can walk on this land, but the people don't seem concerned about that problem as of lately. We all see gray affiliation now.
10/12/12: Nature is starting to celebrate the Halloween sensation. Blowing strong winds and howling in the night. It always rattles my house and it tries to break the windows, but then it wouldn't be a howl. Although the trees get a nice impression of terrifying monsters, especially at night as a mass of shadow.
10/16/12: Thousand frail bodies lying found in my front yard this morning. Their bodies are bruised brown and damp from all the water. They go bent even if beach nuts lie on top of their bodies. People have to clean up the mess with rakes, pile the bodies in black bags, and take them to places where process them into dirt. Though flakes of their thin bodies will still remain in the yards as scars until the wind takes them away.
