FROZEN MUSIC

Lately, it's been

FREE THINK CLAWED

There are analogies, and signs, logos and redesigns.  There are also curations and security pedants.  Inside museums, galleries and hidden simple tasks.  It's almost like indulgent galloping with the morning dews after an evening storm.  Novels, bartends and song improvisations.  Machinelike figures and numbered letters across the paving blocks.  The something was in the oven and heated up for your consumption and the most repulsive passive and parallel thoughts go jumping across nouns, syllables & synonyms.

Spilt glasses and bouncing waters and liquid chemicals.  Power and volume electric fan satellites and speaker farts.  double glasses and tripleburning paper edges and paper blots.   Camphor and menthol vapor rubbed eyes & blindseeding broadcasts.  Amputees and photograph edits & foolproof, acidproof surfaces. Abrasive tips, appraisals, substance subterraneans, and wheeled to statists. Nihilists, and earthstricken disturbed aliens.  

Hopefully, there will be more thoughts to play.  Letters and numbers which could have ended before there was the shape.  And across every figurative language to express, there'll be readers to guide through, unharmed to safety.  

ADVERTS, INVERT, OBSTRUCTIONS & OBSTACLES PSYCHOLOGICAL WARFARE

No,  you do not have time to read this.  You might as well move or something, like redesign the remote control, change its color to blue, or whatever.  Colors, colors, hues, tints, shades and modify anew refinement. Curses end cursive thoughts, skip homecomings and reunions.  

Weld, meld, mend ties, 

FIRST HAND, SECOND-HAND, THIRD HAND, NOTIONS, SCIENCE, THEORIES, SUPERSTITIONS, AND THE LIKE

I am quite aware of how each one of us has been programmed on how we should behave on certain occasions, events and goings-on in our daily lives.  But we have different age groupings, and generations.  And as far as I can reach out,  my mind can only go as far as the 1900s.  Beyond that could be another futile exercise to learn from history which I suppose could or might hinder your own progressive thinking.

Sure, we have read stories about this and that, his' and hers', as well as them and theirs'.  History does baffle. And thinking about the future is almost unnecessary since we got into thinking that it has always been planned all along.  Like there was no way of knowing with certainty what comes next unless someone, some collective, some corporate entity made it its sole purpose to reach an objective or a goal, by hook or by crook.  

The first hand idea these days has fallen into the hands of the corporate world.  I meant that somehow, there is no way of knowing anymore which one made it first.  it's just like asking "the music, or the lyrics?"

COMMUNITY ADAPTATION, FACEBOOK, TWITTER AND THE PRESSING MEDIA

As of this writing, I am currently both in a state of pressure and a little euphoric, for lack of  better term or grammatical usage.  I also am overwhelmed by this online possibilities, and how some things could either be understood and could be misconstrued.  How one could easily forgot how this is practiced and as to why it should be so and continue to be so.

And because of the blessing of technology, we get to know each other thoroughly. How one could easily judge or misjudge someone's behavior by not communicating with each other.  The city in which I reside in is known to be the Land of Promise.

STRUCTURES AND THE BUILDINGS' DESIGN CULTURE

I always or did hear about this notion in the practice of the profession in architecture the trademarks and identity of a certain design.  The notion by which an architect would be known for.  One example is Zaha Hadid's.

Say one sees a new built structure somewhere some place, and as you watch and observe how it's done closely, one can say that thought "hey, where did I see that building before" Or something like saying "hey, that sure do look familiar:  Like hmmmm deja vu.

YESTERNIGHTS, NAUGHTS, AND BURNS SO BRIGHT

am and an allegory of sleepless nights
the naughts, gnats
and frights

to deal with the stressures
yeahxactlys
and


oh God, I must be tired
thoughts resired

the draughtsman

REALITY AND CREATIVITY

Hey wait, what Reality? and what Realty? Real estate or real states?  Yes, one does find some words confusing especially one wants to make the right message go across some bridge or some courier, flight, transport or whatever.  And do you realize how art does its own way of confusing one with words?  Yes art does that and it somehow is up to someone to know the difference between reality and fictionalized creativity.  Otherwise there would be nothing else to do or wonder about if one can't challenge someone else's mind.  Such is the art of what needs to be attracted to steer one or to clear one from thoughts inappropriate or to whatever notions.  Grasping one's thoughts through any kind of art that would wake up our senses has different levels of attraction to people.  I don't know how much you or someone else is turned on to certain kinds of art but I must say though that I still do not want to leave the visual and the audio and spiritual world.  

SLOWN DOWN

It's around one at dawn and I'm quite comfortable with this rhythm.  But usually I just wake up at three.  And of course as I continue to be doing this sort of thing called blogging,  music would accompany me as I do so.  And though at times I do feel so much more alone than the usual lonesomeness, I find the inspiration in music and of course to worry about some other things that are the basics which are food, shelter, clothing and utilities.  

SEASON REVIEW

Have you ever fret so much you need to find a guitar and can't find one.