Skim sun

Need to put out a fire? Need a place to hide yourself or your plans?
Try the beach. Lots of water, lots of sand.

Fire Fire, in...

Port of Spain, the capital city of Trinidad & Tobago had a major fire yesterday, destroying businesses and causing millions of dollars in damage. Well actually it was a small fire that spread over the course of the day and became unmanageable, because the fire department couldn't find enough water to put it out. This from a country that wishes to "acquire First World status" by the year 2020. Trinidad's Vision 2020 plan to become a first world nation is hopeful but doubtful. Fire Service officials stated that the fire could have been contained earlier if the fire hydrants in the area contained water. What exactly did these hydrants contain? My guess would be either whipped cream or rum. Knowing Trinidad, had there been enough water, there would have been another reason why the fire burned out of control. Well just to let the people in charge know—there's a lot of water in the ocean accessible via any beach which is where the Vision 2020 plan should lie buried in the sand.

My wings

Today I feel like a dragonfly – just not this particular one.

Banana beauty

This photo represents bananas in all their glory while still on the tree.
At this very moment I have three bananas in the fridge getting soft. I'll probably eat one later but what about the other two. When am I going to get to those, or will I get to eat them? Maybe someone will want soft cold bananas. I am certain that some of you have more important things to think about and tougher decisions to make at this very moment. Possibly not. If only there was a recipe out there for some kind of bread made with these quickly ripening bananas. Oh well.

The clown actions

from rich to poor
like thunder in my mind
you say you want me
constructing dwellings
just outside
I know its true
no more jamaican music
please
you’re not down
deeper in the earth
drag up another t.v. show
I rank you rank
another cliche that I hate
not worth mentioning
till the end of time
looking forward to it?
I am still being bombarded by it
don’t let that one particular second go by
without rambling
I might be tuning in and out to the noise
your building thee
up and falling, down and rising
like the sweaterless sheep
she is swinging to keep him happy
tender meat pancakes
the birdman does play a good game
it’s all about
letting me construct your memories
pellet guns and birds don’t mix
I am not familiar with predators
nor the language they speak
the power not the blood
a choice bullet
often shielding the extreme
is the only way

See red

We must learn to turn away before we start seeing scarier colors.

You gave me rain

you gave me rain, I brought you flowers
you brought me pain, for hours and hours
you boxed me in, I gave you freedom
constructed great monsters, I know that you see them
you let out your fears, I tried madly to calm you
projected on me, I harbored a distant view
you constantly bashed me, I offered protection
you knew how to dress it, stamped in the wrong direction
you brought in new meanings, I came with the same
your world is of lies, I showed you truth's name
you said that you loved me, I honestly cared
your actions were wanting, as I became layered
for time is fleeting, the game had to end
you showed me no mercy, and it started again

Gold to grayz

justa jester

Sea guardian

In life, there is always something new and unexpected coming into the picture. The meaning may not be immediately apparent, however in time it's purpose will be made clear by the revealing light.

Vapor

days somewhere in the past
dreams made
dreams bought
a record made
somewhere in the past
the guardian long
gone from his post
take up a future
post
no bills, only pads
lily pads and pods
I'm musical
I say I live in lyrics
with much ease
they come and leave
I'm writing now
this moment is not
vapor

Figleaf

He sees all as he rises up tall.

Store more

As a follow-up to my March 6th entry, I am delivering this news. Seagate won out over Lacie this round. My storage needs have been met for the next 6 months or so. I now have a 400Gb external firewire/usb2 hard drive. Many more photos to come. I can breathe again.

Big surf big fish

Good Day. When asked, she said 'all I want to do is surf.'

Leggo my...

Unaware of what the future holds, a nervous egg is delivered to the egg painting warehouse in the middle of the night—just days before Easter.

Routes

No matter which path we choose, the probability of most
of us ending up in a similar place is highly likely.

Drawings on the wall

I came in with nothing
wanna leave with nothing
wanna leave something
no big wish, no to do list
just gotta gotta do it
leave something
could even be a scrawl
don't want nothing
I'll give you something
that takes you to your past
to when there was nothing
everything, was nothing you could take
they wanted to leave with nothing
leave us something
like drawings on the wall
give us bone give us wisdom
leave us nothing but the earth
I came in with nothing
wanna leave with nothing
wanna leave something
more than just words
some inspiration for the masses
so they want to leave with nothing
not trying to make sense of it all
don't want nothing
I'll give you something
in some deep dark cave
when I leave with nothing
like drawings on the wall

Overhead

He's Back! The one and only motion blur Superhero. I do believe it's Overhead.

Every star

if I was the star
I would go from Village to Village
listening for the sweet music
in the stillness of the sky
the tree would be my source of drink
dialogue would flow on down from the vine
reaching across this vast earth
I would unashamedly dance through nature
reflecting all of the world
not the bad, nor the good
I would savour the night
from high over the greatest mountains
transporting dreams to the dreamers
I would be courageous
I would run to you

Heartscream

If there must be screaming then let it be like
there's no tomorrow.

Robert Blake—Didn't he do the crime?

Well the jury didn't think so and acquitted actor Robert Blake who seemingly had his melon overheat one too many times on the night his wife was murdered. Where's Tom Snyder when you really need him? One last in depth interview could be the only telling factor for me—did he or didn't he kill his wife? I am a fan of the man who seems to be an outsider and whenever I caught him on the tube revealing himself (especially on with Tom) it was not only entertainment but also real. I am certain that he has no use for much of society's daily norms or for certain people who try to tell him what to do or how to live. Now, why a man who by all measures seem to thrive on freedom, threaten this by shooting someone, is beyond me—especially after dinner. The man was almost 70 years old at the time and I (much younger) know that after dinner, I like to relax—if there is pasta involved I might even be a little bit drowsy. I am sure that most of you would also agree that if you wanted to blow someone away you might think of a better place to do it than in your own car and right after everyone saw you in a public place with the future victim. But then again, women can make you do a lot of crazy things, especially on a full stomach—and then later on, have you thinking about going to confession. So Blake is out and about. Tom, where are you? Of course you're on the net—and I know that you think Blake should be doing the time for what you think him capable of doing. Your reasoning is that you saw his anger up close. He's an actor for goodness sake. Remember this, most people are angry, for they get up in the morning and for the next ten hours or so, do things they really have no interest in doing. Many of them then go home to their wives and do it all over again the next day. Men killing their wives is big news especially if you're a celebrity and this happens way too often, but shouldn't it be happening more if anger is such a motivator. Simply because you're an angry individual doesn't make you capable of murder. Nobody saw him do it and there is no real evidence. I say leave it to God. Scott Peterson, I hear you—you guilty son of a bitch. Kidding.