July 11 2005

What is the sense you make of things?
Your own style, if you can imagine it.
The dust persists to be there to be blown about.
If it is alright with you, then it is alright with me too.
Perhaps I shouldn't feel so bad - after all, there is a dance tonight, and of course there will be sandwiches.

OK, the distance between friends is measured by your heart, at the centre of your mind, some will say your spirit, and some will say your soul - it's an aggregate.
Look for it under the mirror.
There is something there that you cannot see, but they say that you can feel it.
What's the rush?
Rushing to the grave, I fear.
Yeah, some are into that.
Had it since birth, I've heard it said.
The story of the Buddha is the story of a nickname.
He picked it up, and put it down.
The sound was good, but something else was not quite there.
Then the kittens walked carefully into the room, and everything was on again.
Don't you know how this one goes?
Pretend that I just met you.

There isn't any difference that isn't made by you.
If you know what I mean, then could you tell me please.
When it speeds up on its own, then that is interesting.
What is good tension, anyway?
Perhaps a kiss is still a kiss, if it ever was a kiss, but I am not so sure it ever was, and only chasing it can make it seem like it is so.

For you, anything you say is going to come out anyway.
There is a difference there - it's yours to discover.
So neat - like hats in a row.
Ducks don't do that really, do they?
OK for you - OK for me.
Distance, the ringing bell, the sound of swelling music.
This soundtrack's understood.
Where is the synchro-net?

Go for it, the where with all is getting there with little effort too.
It's the feeling that you have.
Those references are lost because the crew that made them disappeared - well, dispersed, I ought to say.
What makes one group of sayings into writing is your life.

Get it? - It means that it's not up to me and pretending that it is, is kidding everyone.
What's the nature of that game?
Saturdays as the only day for bathing - you know that don't hold water any more.
Ha Ha Ha
The Christmas lights you keep on all year round are blinking.
It kind of does look pretty.
Nothing's really nonsense, if you have something to give.
Bless the clouds.

Each word can be printing - like a signature - and like a gesture in Kung Fu when it's full of mindful mindlessness - that kind of thing - the pen, the sword, the rock, the sky, the waterfall - all of it goes there when you put it there.
If you don't like it, then I guess it's not for you.

Kiss, the breath is shaking hands with you.
Today's the day the teddy bears have their you know what.
These gentle things, the Japanese have something that they like to say about them, and they also live in time a different way from the folks that I grew up and hung around with.
As you get used to things - it can be good as well, you know.
How was it for you before you thought about before?