Recent History. I awoke to the world's windows, to step outside into history, I was with the video I remembered and the song I remembered and the world around that somehow still existed. Was everyone else in a different world or were they a million miles beyond us. I'm in the now and the story is simple and massively complex at the same time. I'm obviously slowing down to enjoy the specific ....and on again. Three of us. And it's still to early for the hologram. The songs asleep, because I've been taught that is what some kind of decent person is supposed to do. Make decisions with what is necessary in the strange environment. I'm in science fiction writing science fiction. And there is a strange tradition to it too. I have an instinct for it even though we are all ageing into energy, truth is it's me being an artist again documenting and thinking about 3 at the moment though I don't have any idea of how far into the universe we extend. I still call it the 21st Century. What would we need? The simplicity? Eventually I'll go to a movement. I hope to see others again, other days and nights. But here I am in the bumping quiet. With IlionaA, Belle, and Michael. Thinking about different things. It's early so I won't wake Belle, she might be having her own dream anyway, dancing with other songs, and IlionaA? It's been awhile.
I'll make coffee. For the three of us, though I don't even knew if IlionaA or Belle or I even like coffee this early in the morning. I'll make some anyway. Though it is a distant traveler, from who knows what part of the world. Dark roast, in the maker. I don't know if I will have a story for Belle when she wakes for some strange cartoon, or IlionaA for that matter. In fact what if they decide to think about their own purpose. And I'm just a writer and author with an extended knowledge of the history of writing. How are we going to optimistically have a great day. In the art of the world around us. The story of us. Sorry I can't perfect the world. But I still have a morning somewhere. Arguing. Sitting around. Thinking. Making a new revelation that I watch disappear into the room.
Keeping the world alive in my corner of the world. Deciding simplicity, should give Belle something to do today, a direction for her imagination. What can a song learn? Music obviously. EGBDF and BASE. It's been awhile since I've read music. I should learn to teach her the chords. The third one is the difficult one. TAB. I should write it in a slow calligraphy today. Because why run the strings when they don't need to explain time. Classical music, was obviously the foundation and somewhere along the way, there is a slight serious jazz with moods. Japan (current residence) and Spain are important because Spain is where the guitar was developed looking back and forth over Gibraltar. But her original house was a Taylor. Two. simple guitar parts created over the course of a week or two. Will she like being just a song, or will she want? Her own beautiful video. And I've already done too much for today. Do I change and make improvements and push her to excel? Already planning the future. Travel? Accompanying a show? So much that they visited from the Parasi to give parenting advice. Thousands of years later. Would Belle read Rabelais? I haven't managed that book yet, it might end up as a kids show.
What to plant this spring? Some agriculture. I might start with something nutritious. Organic usually brings in the top dollar.
But I'm a Man, Belle is a song, and her Mother is someone I admire but will probably never completely understand. It was one video, and now we have an interest and a story.
A journal about attention. The balance of work and relaxation. The publishing business I have experience with. A bande-designé?
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