Wednesday, June 1, 2016


Longer days and sun kissed skin fuel playful creativity.

Soothing summer trance of a bobber dance.


 I meant this kind of bobber dance..........


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Lot of truth in this.

It's easy to overthink things.

You can color the world with 3 crayons; red, yellow and blue.



http://blog.discmakers.com/2016/05/your-music-will-benefit-from-beginners-mind/?

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 Thanks Lynda Barry.

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This poem really digs it out of you.

The Man in the Yard 
  Howard Nelson


My father told me once
that when he was about twenty
he had a new girlfriend, and once
they stopped by the house on the way
to somewhere, just a quick stop
to pick something up,
and my grandfather, who wasn’t well—
it turned out he had TB and would die
at fifty-two—-was sitting in a chair
in the small back yard, my father
knew he was out there, and it crossed
his mind that he should take his girlfriend
out back to meet him, but he
didn’t, whether for embarrassment
at the sick, fading man
or just because he was in a hurry
to be off on his date, he didn’t
say, but he told the little,
uneventful story anyway, and said
that he had always regretted
not doing that simple, courteous
thing, the sick man sitting in
the sun in the back yard would
have enjoyed meeting her, but
instead he sat out there alone
as they came and left, young
lovers going on a date. He
always regretted it, he said.



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I am going to check a few of these out.

Pun intended.





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Oh, the joys of modern art!




I am getting flooded with ideas of stuff to leave around then watch people react.

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Don't truly understand the science behind this.
But, I do know it is the truth. And scarey.
Technology is just a maze we run in.
 Sometimes I feel like a carnival mouse. 
Machine logarithms are making decisions for us.







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