strange and wonderful universe
sucks sometimes (yeah, it's one of those I do not want to be alone but there is no one who shares as i do around so i am alone and that's that moods again)... the bubbles of the missing pieces rise to the surface once again... the check i sent to the storage facility returns because the address is not correct and that reminds me of how much is sitting there in boxes for so long, so long since i've seen any of it, and then, all that was lost... re-visiting the past diaries certainly aided in this journey, which is why they are there and it is about time i took some time for myself for a change... and Precious and i were talking about mix tapes that reminded me of the music lost, the tapes lost, the memories, but more, the creativity lost... and then there's the music, and the laundry, and the stars...
yes, the stars all come together to bubble up some more importance to the missing pieces so a bit of mourning and time to experience sadness must be respected cuz otherwise the missing pieces would become meaningless and then, all that was lost would be lost and the romance and dreams and hope would be gone too, so you see (blink blink)... and if you do not understand all the methods to my madness then that is ok too, because neither do i, but it always seems to work out just as it should to keep balance alive and therein, return to peace and happiness and that is the best security and way i have found to be so far...
yeah, so i took the day off from the world in spite of the lure of a long ride to an all day festival and all the energy of many hundreds or more kids feeling the music and sunshine and weather and air and each other and i rested, great sleep, and did laundry instead... which is where we came in, after all, the laundry memories, which is just one station on the endless looping tracks of my tears (take a good look at my face) which leads to laughter and clean clothes...
and sleep
yes, the stars all come together to bubble up some more importance to the missing pieces so a bit of mourning and time to experience sadness must be respected cuz otherwise the missing pieces would become meaningless and then, all that was lost would be lost and the romance and dreams and hope would be gone too, so you see (blink blink)... and if you do not understand all the methods to my madness then that is ok too, because neither do i, but it always seems to work out just as it should to keep balance alive and therein, return to peace and happiness and that is the best security and way i have found to be so far...
yeah, so i took the day off from the world in spite of the lure of a long ride to an all day festival and all the energy of many hundreds or more kids feeling the music and sunshine and weather and air and each other and i rested, great sleep, and did laundry instead... which is where we came in, after all, the laundry memories, which is just one station on the endless looping tracks of my tears (take a good look at my face) which leads to laughter and clean clothes...
and sleep
posted by candoor at 2:53 AM
11 Comments:
still haven't gotten through to the end of your music bar mix here, but still you owe me a big phat chockfulla mp3:z dvd.
i know, i know, you're going to have computer difficulties well into the next decade, when the iPhone v.8.x will rid us of needing laptops altogether.
resuming (for the 8-th time) at rhymes and reasons in hopes i get back to square 1. circle 0-?
yeah, the USB hub burned out so i don't have access to the music library and for some reason the laptop stopped playing sounds and videos which is totally not fair but typical of computers as far as i've known... meanwhile, precious has a new laptop and buys DVDs every week and owes me $1600 and Raspy owes me $1000 and others, well, that's the story of this life... and i'm spending several hundred each week on social life cuz it's more fun than sitting home so the new computer waits...
circles :)
the music waits too...
and i miss the creative inspiration and excitement and emotional euphoria and bliss and magical moments, but sharing life will not happen if i am not out there sharing life, so i continue...
lots of fun, a little lonely, and la la la... sleep would be nice :)
yep, several hundreds each week for the past however many years, without break for how long, a month, so you can fly to orange for a week and meet j.lo over there patiently waiting in the corner.
hoo-hah, i'll wait 2 more years and then start all my messages to you with a capitaL.
broken links.
where art thou, broken links (are there links in this entry or are we metaphoring? :)
i killed z0tl.
are you worried or what? it's like my 'bompu zen' [practice on a need to practice basis, so as to not end up with my vehicle parked at your work place] is gonna now make me into this dull fuck who can't even take q9 ever go lightly anymore, eh?
fret not, candyguru, i shall never abandon THIS funny boner.
Wow, no more z0tl. I wonder if there was a naming ceremony, or a burning of a name ceremony, I missed or something. Naming and renaming or using a name seems to be in the air these days.
I've been cooking in the desert this week and mostly away from a computer except for a public one, which is really a pain to use, and most of the time was either working or being sick anyway.
Hugs to you and to the now defunct z0tl (should he be in that column), and to Michael Bardan, and to Quasar, and by the way what happened to Pernickety?
j.hug
omighsnes
omigoshness!
brilliance faces, but lingers on in the minds of those enlightened (or burnt) by the sheer radiance...
still, memory survives.
(pass it on :)
the undeleted have many (many many) posts to mark the passage of time and blogs and others and hopefully, one day before this body falls away from earth, time shall be made for uploading...
maybe i should consider starting anew too?...
though candoor seems to be following me around, come to think of it... along with a hindred other names...
i had an idea for a new start a little while ago and almost did it, but now i forget...
memory doesn't always survive.
(pass it on :)
i shall miss z0tl, and z8tl, and all the other z-tls, and perhaps they shall return one day, but i appreciate the connection no less as the essence matters, the names are mostly games for me (even as i love games)...
be as you are, the ever changing constant, and always welcome here, wherever here might be at the moment...
PS... i almost expected a link to be linked to THIS (the word before funny boner, not the THIS just mentioned in this comment, that is, yours, not mine...
cooking in the desert?...
i'm hungry :)
love love love
and food :)
more later, i think (therefore, i might be back :)
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