So what do you enjoy most these days Mark?

I don't listen to music constantly, but I have the best collection of music I have ever owned, so that is an immense pleasure.  I found that I love those V8 fusion smoothies: Who would have guessed.  My love for Computer Animation has been rising lately as well and I want to re-collect my old collection.   I am into some of the natural spots around here and I know some spots are better than others.  Also I have been thinking about water imagery lately.  I hope to go scuba diving someday.  People interest me thank God.  I am not sure why sometimes, why I love my fellow humans, but I do!  Been feeling alone, but not so alone at the same time.  I suppose that is healthy, but also perhaps the California way.  I'm stuck here in California so I might as well love it.

So Mark what is really going on in that mind of yours?

Seems like I am standing on two planets lately

Things are looking better, but it is not always like I can pinpoint it

Almost a sense of warp speed in the air

Or a time warp

And yes spring is finally warming people's hearts up

I think I could use a long cat nap

But I am not that kind of cat

So I can do like my other cat friend does and just casually explore

Harry is my kind of cat

Very friendly 

But no lap cat for more than a few minutes

Harry knows that life has some cool things out there...

So Mark what do you find motivating these days?

I think things progress with out me sometimes and I need to notice the way life is doing it's things.  Sometimes the world can be a scary place and then you start to notice that in some weird way my faith and efforts are doing something.  This blows away the futility concept.  

Your hand reaches out

Only there is no key

And no green door

Just a green man

In a big gray city

And a lollypop

And he is making a sketch

Of a faraway place

Where the characters 

Lived beyond the city

And saw things 

Within the city

And played city games

Which were fun

It is now chapter one

And he looks at his thumbs

Watches for wind

And moves

Into something.

Sweet is the word I know

You were like a flower in the air

The grass was removed

I planted seeds

I prayed for rain

Bright sun came

The flowers are waiting 

They will return

When the rain comes again.

Try and there is rain

Trying rain

Opens the sky ways

To the part of favorites

Drenched in the rain

Parts of the beach washed on your face

Taking the liquid in 

Through wicked and dim

Some people lose their angels and swim

At the arctic with penguins

Like dreams happen with melting snow

I can hold them and I can let them go

It is always the best time here

As fate has this strange way

As fear fades

Fate smiles and makes miles

Have a look the view is fine.

So why this creativity thing you do Mark? Isn't it kinda weird to be creative?

Now this is how I would respond to such an idiot:

Science could have never happened with out creativity, nor would there be any culture without it.  If modern man is to be better than the cave man this is the reason.  There is an endless heart filled imagination in people.  What is weird to me is the white bread fears that people have, especially restricting things to "Family Friendly" or "Boring" "Insipid" "Dull" and in it's own way: Creepy!

Shift a bit and see

There I see a dream

See what I see

You have seen

A good one

Someday

If luck will have it

Sometimes 

Luck has a powerful voice

And wins.

The pathways that begin when you wake 

Can lead to many places

To many experiences

Surprises from things 

You were just looking for 

Arrives.

Enter and leave 

Only read 

Discover

Then 

Uncover!

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The lamp shook on the post

The post full of silver rods

The lamp then into his hands

Lit 

Illuminating a door 

In the sand

Under the gold

In the woods

By the tree

With the skeleton.