Finding March

3/4/13: Spring is coming back, though it seems to now go into the reverse direction. I try to help, but like everyone who speaks, I don't know how to speak wind or climate. The cold returns, and back into the house I go...........Are we warm yet?
3/5/13: Stiff and ache down the stairs I make. Seek and take the food I eat.
3/6/13: Limits have an illusion most will forget. They see a narrow fragile line and try to keep it stable. But they think if the line breaks they can reset their limit. Pour more will and energy again and again. A limit is one focus of the day so that you can focus elsewhere latter.
3/8/13: Energy fills in on the keystone, pushing it slowly down on until it forms a mark. No meaning exists until it comes in view of the eye. It wants to make meaning, the mark doesn't respond. Oddity grows as time moves forward, more marks are left, but they still don't mean anything. The energy within tears its container until it kills itself.
3/11/13: Distortion comes when time is missing. Your eyes can't see the motion. It when happens when you're not there. The plane merges in another illusion. Reality's mantle takes a shift from political roots. Popping up behind your leg. Waiting to entangle your life.
3/20/13: The will of the different erodes on my shores. They accept demands of the common mass. More fat is added to the food they make. They allow the mass ignorance to flourish their support. I would put up a wall to make the different stand out. The masses come to drown my will. I don't let it go. The mass crumble my words.
3/21/13: The sky would have kept you still of motion, but exposed by the eyes of your puppet master.
3/22/13: Many doubt or don't doubt an unknown god controlling us. I do know we are following that philosophy. I'm utilizing the tool right now. Shocking I know.....well not really.
3/25/13: Light gets us back to work. We smell the air, swing our arms with synchronized legs. Birds smile as they sing. We want to say they are smiling. How could you not smile on a sunny day? What were those images on the screen telling you otherwise?
3/26/13: I know my place, I know what to do. I heard your news, I've seen your hands documenting the motions. I don't why you say it five times, I don't know why tune up your pitch. I tell you to shut up, I make you stop. I fear one day your voice will be tangled in my brain, I fear one day you'll control me forever until Armageddon.
3/30/13: The energy flowing through time can do errors to a flow of my energy. The aching eyes, late rises, and duty nagging in your head tells it all.
3/31/13: The bunny comes, full of chocolate eggs, and eggs full of vinegar. The cute watches us oblivious. I wouldn't mind if the bunny could speak.