yea.

here is sit with nothing to do on a lovely wednesday alone. i think i will go out and ride my bike around. when in doubt, get outta the house.

animal farm

zyah was up until after one o clock in the morning last night playing with five incredible kids, having a great time. laughs full of excitement could be heard all throughout the building, toys splattered all around forever, the walls even got a dose of red crayon and purple marker. i didn't get mad, since i understand color happens when kids and fun times are involved. a simple wash rag and time will take it off the walls... all the four kids who stayed over slept in the big play room, we all woke up and i read them shel silverstein and other books in the morning until their parents rolled out of bed. then we made a great breakfast with guitar and flute playing throughout. such a greatness of a day, i love it when people of light come to hang out for a while, we stayed up past the kids just talking over the kitchen table, and the day after consisted of hanging out in the back yard courtyard with wading pools and sprinklers and cold glasses of ice water. beautiful music and vibes filled up all the space around here, today and for many days to come. the future is looking amazing. the way everything is working out is perfect, and i just started reading animal farm.


and this is a picture of the courtyard from my room on the fourth floor



and here is ms. jodi and zyah in the wood floor room. the acoustics are great.

a never thought

i wrote this a while ago. was thinking about situations about past experiences and stories i had heard recently from people.

well i guess places change and so do i
but i never thought it would all end
we go around in the same spots
different perspectives change the view of relativity
i sit here and contemplate
the end and death of it all
it's only a way in for the new
the ever eternity law of one is all
everything and nothing permeates me
purple with gold shimmer specks on my eyelids
feet surrounded by clouds
well i guess places change and so do i
but never thought it all would end

some of bill callahan's lyric

well the longest train i have ever saw went down that georgia line
well the engine went by at six o clock and the cab went by at nine
in the pines, in the pines, well the sun never shines and we shiver when the north wind blows....
well i asked the captain for the itme of day he said he threw his watch away.
a long steel rail and a short cross tie and i'm on my way back home
in the pines, in the pines, well the sun never shines and we shiver when the north wind blows...

~bill callahan

yea, this place is sweetness

i am sitting here up in my treeehouse of a room, this place is great. it overlooks the courtyard, my lovely back yard. so peaceful. i thought the sounds of cars chuggin up sycamore hill would get on my nerves a little, but so far, it hasn't even been an issue. in the mornings it gets busy for a while or so, but that is all. i am all the way up on the fourth floor, so it's far away from me anyway. i have two skylights and five open all the way up cool pane glass windows. it's weird, most old buildings down here have tiny windows up on the the top floor, but this house has great big ones. the other bedroom that faces downtown has small windows, but they are at the perfect height for chair sittin while thinking and staring at the Carew tower or music hall...
and wow, to ride my bike around these parts, what a frikkin workout. shit, just getting up the stairs has made me have stronger legs. i got 52 steps to make it up if i forget my coffee in the morning: this has led me to stop drinking it. i drink water out of my cup at work instead.

i will be having a get together, it has just been a little slow getting everything where it needs to go. moving twice in a few months is a bitch. but this place is great, and i love the person who i am giving money to now.

wood floors, sweet paint job, ceiling fans, natural wind flow chills the place out so we don't even need the central air on. yea, this place is sweetness.